They capture your hearts You think they’re just kind But then they poke at your mind And it all starts When they squabble for gold of any type For fruit and young minds that are ripe When they lie that something’s wrong And take away your rights And then The devil comes And he says Don’t fight their fight But embrace the battle Take the reins from the Man Get on the saddle Your fate is yours Choose it right, cause that’ll Lock it in Fatelatch Go against their odds, And kick and punch and shout Just don’t get slaughtered in your own slaughterhouse But then logic kicks you in the shins You see your wrongs And it all sinks in. Because If you’ll try to fight They’ll win the battle Then they’ll kick you in the mud And say you’re cattle It may be your fate But they’ve taken your soul They’ll lock it in Fatelatch It doesn’t matter if it’s right They have more power Like the scum on the milk that turned it sour and when you finally lose your fight you’ll probably find out their right it’s happened again and again but you turn out the light they’ll rob your house tonight then they’ll kill your wife and blame it on the ghetto your fate is ruled by the false and the cruel they’ll lock it in Fatelatch Is there anyone who’s not screwed up? I wanna see you closeup Help me out Take them down Stab their pride And push them to the ground Find your kin To save yourself from within Point out the bad guy’s sins If they’ll listen Get with them to work it out And if their heads up in the clouds Tell them to come down Lock their fate Fatelatch
