Prophecies Of A Poor Man by Product Of Waste

You Don't Fool Me

by Product Of Waste· from Prophecies Of A Poor Man

Dismiss me as a peasant, an imbecile, a drone. That's fine to me, you're just another creature on a throne. You'll never be the man I am, I'll never be what you are. Kill me like a coward, you do it from a far. We're plagued with illness, while you were promised health. We inherit debt, while you inherit wealth. My eyes are wide open, I know what you know and I know that you know that I know what you know, you don't fool me. you can't brainwash us all. You have your laws but I still have a choice, you control the airways but I still have a voice. I'm using it so I can shed some light upon your scheme, this is all your nightmare, I still have a dream. You were raised with money, I was raised with love. You're looking down on us but it's me who is above. I will live a righteous man, you'll remain a fake. I will die a righteous man, you will die a snake.