Fight For Whats Right

Feel free to call me names
Feel free to cause me pain
But I aint backing down
I’m not guna let you f*ck me around.

You act so tough
You think im week
But ive had enough
You f*cking creep

You and your flock look so shocked,
Well this time Im hanging round, this time I wont be backing down
This time im staying, im holding my ground,
So u can stair all you want, this is my time now!

This my property, I aint paying you no money
I have my rights, its time for me to fight
You threaten me, You threaten my family,
Well aint letting anybody be a casualty

You look at me with fright
Is that why your pulling out your knife
Surely your going to far,
for a bunch of pennies in a jar

That’s the sign of Broken Britain
When someone steals from someone with nothing
Do the Government even see what the f*ck is happening
Or they all too busy arguing in there cabin

What can we do to make things right?
Just take the job in hand
And fight for what’s right
Forget the government forget politics
There just men in suits and a bunch of dicks

Its time to raise the flag for Anarchy
And get things right for our society
The men in suits must be forgotten
To Make Great Britain once again Unbroken

by JeNvEy
posted on 10/08/2009