Behind the Curtain

He hides behind the curtain
 In the middle of a storm
 Relax they have your answer
 Given to you on a platform
 It's the forty fourth consecutive one
 To downplay us
 Deny us our beliefs
 So with the current status of state
 I declare a mockery
 You betrayed me
 The neighborhoods rise today
 And that's a fact
 They made a martyr of the matter in me
 You betrayed me
 The neighborhoods rise today
 And that's a fact
 They made a martyr of the matter in me
 The neighborhoods will not run away my honor
 We were born
 I have been culture shocked
 By this modern place
 This has been their plan for years to come
 No fathers will roll over in their graves
 This has been their plan for years
 The signing of the dead
 And the bodies you showed me
 Put me in the plastic box that I paid for
 The signing of the dead
 The bodies that they showed
 Put me in my plastic box that I paid for
 Kill all of them in front of me
 Make sure their faces hit the pavement.