We talk about human rights,
But only if humans were right,
it's clear through our history,
That you pick on the weak,
But only if humans were right,
it's clear through our history,
That you pick on the weak,
And strip them of their dignity,
I guess peace is not what you seek,
So you want to get rid of me,
Sometimes you think you got problems on your shoulders,
Go to Palestine and see how big your problems are against their boulders,
Problems and worries, when are the next batch of bombs going to be dropped,
How can we let this happen? This must be stopped,
This is a war on my race, So don't expect me to fall in my place,
Think of the kid they can't be replaced, and the Mothers tears have already been misplaced.
But they left us in pieces,
This is not what peace is,
This is not the teaching of Muhammed, moses, jesus,
Staining the sand with blood and tears,
But in our millions, in our billions, deep down we are all Palestinians,
You are failing to see, that we care what we are labeled to be,
not recognizing that we are human underneath,
take away our skin we all have a heart the pumps blood and oxygen,
but we still don't give a value to life coz we can't hold it,
but what happened to the sanity of life?
Or are you to caught up in lives hussell and bussel,
like a pack of cards get ruffled and shuffled.
To worried about yourself that you forget the status quo,
that the pawn and the king, get boxed the same after the game,
I guess peace is not what you seek,
So you want to get rid of me,
Sometimes you think you got problems on your shoulders,
Go to Palestine and see how big your problems are against their boulders,
Problems and worries, when are the next batch of bombs going to be dropped,
How can we let this happen? This must be stopped,
This is a war on my race, So don't expect me to fall in my place,
Think of the kid they can't be replaced, and the Mothers tears have already been misplaced.
But they left us in pieces,
This is not what peace is,
This is not the teaching of Muhammed, moses, jesus,
Staining the sand with blood and tears,
But in our millions, in our billions, deep down we are all Palestinians,
You are failing to see, that we care what we are labeled to be,
not recognizing that we are human underneath,
take away our skin we all have a heart the pumps blood and oxygen,
but we still don't give a value to life coz we can't hold it,
but what happened to the sanity of life?
Or are you to caught up in lives hussell and bussel,
like a pack of cards get ruffled and shuffled.
To worried about yourself that you forget the status quo,
that the pawn and the king, get boxed the same after the game,