Slave driver, the table is set
Every time I eat the crack of a whip
I remember on the slave ship,
when they brutalized our very souls
Yet they say that we are free,
only to be chained in poverty
Yet I know that it's illiteracy,
only a machine that can make money
Every time I hear the crack of a whip,
I remember on the slave ship,
when they brutalized the very stones
Yet they say that we are free, good gosh,
only because we trade in poverty
Yet I know it's illiteracy,
cause only a machine can make money
The table has turned, yeah,
Catch a fire, no you're gonna
When they brutalized a fairy soul
Yet they say that we all breathe
Only to be chained in poverty
Yet I know it's illiteracy
Only a machine that can make
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