Written by: das, savale, pandit, zaman





Spread power with words



The gold that you stole

The pillage and the plunder

Is it any wonder that we're here?

It ain't no mystery

The fecting and the shooting

That's the real history

We're only here 'cos you were there

Consequences of your global pillage



I never had the feeling to either destroy or conquer



I sift to the debris you left in your wake

When you pushed us in to third place

When the truth is uncovered and the story's been told

You won't be able to look me in the face .....



We're only here 'cos you were there

Here in england a global village

Consequences of your global pillage



Master d chat it up ....



I sift to the debris you left in your wake

When you pushed us in to third place

When the truth is uncovered and the story's been told

You won't be able to look me in the face .....



You treated my mother's land

Just like one big plantation

You did this to the african

You did this to the asian

Famine was caused not by god but taxation

The fruits of our labour were used to build your nation

Sucking us dry - our country's natural juice



Yes our underdevelopment was caused by your abuse.



Gonna check the missing pages

We'll be adding up the numbers

We'll be looking for witnesses so they can tell our brothers

We'll be using the technology

Jammin' with it consciously

We are gonna spread power with words.