We are dead 'n' we are alive
our heads are devoted to this hive
God my shirt does not suit my size
bloody rules, i'm paralized

Could'nt find me no proper job,
they're judgin' on a dreadlock !
Forced to rob,
for all i've got is a cell in this block
Starin' at the clock won't give me no food,
fightin' means to stay in the mood...
No submission
Sneakin' in the sewers to burn a nation
Breedin' - growin' - stealin - dealin' - learnin'
whatever it takes to be survivin'
but realise (we're) survivin' won't help the fact
they despise our thoughts and acts

So now, it is time to pick the lock
and to loot all the treasures kept in the stock...
Time keeps on goin', the rage stands,
but tools can be weapons in our hands,
kings are summoned to behave :
the master should always fear the slave !
Cops are just men with wives and kids,
few are insane...

Liars ! We don't want no disorder,
We want peace and food and weed and water
We will prefer
Death before dishonor

They cannot force me to take the train,
now that I know how to grow grain
And I feel and I trust it is not vain
to jump happily in the rain
Never trust what they say, never bend, never prey,
never lie, never fly too high,
never resign, never obey, never be distracted on the way
and if you are a lucky man... never die

No more chains