Rob And Cop

People are fed to want,
With a doing of nothing.
'Word.'

And takers want more from those,
Breaking daily sweat.
'Word.'

Everyday voices heard are complaining.
With stretched lips and necks expecting,
Delivered wants and wishes to get.
While screaming in the streets protesting,
About lives they live they now regret.
'Word.'

And unruly are the crowds allowed to rob and cop.
'Word.'
And unruly are the crowds allowed to rob and cop.
'Word.'
And unruly are the crowds allowed,
To destroy with destruction and nonstop.
Because nobody that they knew,
When they grew up...
Gave to them love.
'Word.'

Everyday voices heard are complaining,
And looking for an easy out to rob and cop.
Everyday voices heard are complaining,
And looking for a reason just to rob and cop.

Everyday,
There are people seeking easy outs.
Everyday,
They are seeking ways to rob and cop.

Everyday voices heard are complaining,
And looking for an easy out to rob and cop.
Everyday,
There are people seeking easy outs.
Everyday,
People seek ways to rob and cop.
Everyday,
There are people seeking easy outs.
Everyday,
They are seeking ways to rob and cop.

People are fed to want,
With a doing of nothing.
'Word.'

And takers want more from those,
Breaking daily sweat.
'Word.'
And it seems everyday,
People seek ways to rob and cop.
Everyday,
There are people seeking easy outs.
Everyday.
'Word.'
Everyday.
'Word.'
Everyday it's observed and on display.

by Lawrence S. Pertillar

Comments (1)

good chanting material there Lawrence