Sound of the Republic

Bringing to light what the media will not,
The business fucked up and you suddenly forgot.
Always in the background sketching out the plot.
You are devoted to destroy, more often than not.

Bringing all your friends in just to make a mess.
Moving all your pawns in just like a game of chess.
You're holding your breath and let me guess.
This is where you want me to get real stressed.

Everday you sit there with your friends at the cafe;
You're talking shit about me
And all the people on the street that doesn't really agree.
And I find it hard to cope with this insanity and jealousy
That comes from people with a guarantee to fail, still blaming it on me.

This is the sound that will make you go sick.
We're building it up with brick after brick after brick.
We don't care about how you keep on dissin' it.
This is the sound of the Raised Fist republic.

Whispering about this and that I don't know what.
Want me to remember, already forgot.
Want to have the leading role, take your best shot.
Want to have what I got you want a lot.

Screaming about this and that I don't know what.
Want me to remember, already forgot.
Want to have the leading role, take your best shot.
Want to have what wee got you want a lot.