Imagine wakin´ up to metal birds blockin´ the sunlight
Everybody trapped now, black clouds made it become night
In the holy land, how you got us livin´ the slum life?

My god, look at what it´s become like
Mothers in Falasteen gotta carry their sons twice
Gunfight
Should´ve never trusted y´all at the sleepover
The overseers build walls we can´t see over
Freedom is a luxury afforded by freeloaders
That put us in shallow graves and sheep in a deep coma
But thieves cannot be owners
The aroma of deceit got a cheap odor
And y´all sendin´ fast food and free sodas
While they tryna kill us all, they don´t need quotas
Take away our dreams while they sleep on us