In My Shoes

Equal rights, don’t apply
Quata calls, aren’t civil rights
Split the vote, split the state
Split the house, income rape
Doors are shut, need not apply
There’s no one here to fight for my rights

Walk the straight line

Left then the right
I live the injusted
Of liberal insight

Motor vote, I say motorhead
I work a job, I don’t lay in bed
Payed my dues, pay my way
I earned the right too have my say