[Verse 1: Klashnekoff]

As lightning strikes and thunder pounds,
Over the grey skies of East London town,
Prophecy K returns from the underground,
Signified by the peoples crying, trumpet sounds,
Yeah the system it tried to shut me down,
But I been on my ting before Onyx was flinging guns around,
Blood, sweat, and tears for years,
It feels like my careers been in the dumping ground,
Yeah, this is how hunger sounds,

And I’m the hunter now, ‘Lash the lion heart,
A.K.A. the man behind the iron mask
For ten years straight, I’ve been raising the iron bar
Tryna breathe the life back into this dyin’ art
So why try and par? When you’ll meet the same fate as that lion Scar
This game is fake; full of two-faced lying ras.
Who would sell their soul and arse just to climb the charts
Yea, but me, I put in too much time in the graft
Refinin’ my craft for labels to sign me for a minor advance
Picture K’Lash, mimin’ on Trance
Now picture Dr. Dre beats/’Lash rhymin’ with Stars
It’s all fate and I got mine in my grasp
They’re all snakes, let ’em die in the past
But who knows what the future holds?
These N.W.O. soldiers will probably shoot me cold
All because the truth was told
You should know I did it from the heart.

[Hook x2]

I’m still here, pushing after several years,
I’m still here, standing strong, never in fear,

I’ll be still here after the dust settles and clears,
I’ll be still here after the blood, sweat and the tears,

[Verse 2: Lowkey]

I don’t do this for the happy ravers or the aggy haters
I do this for the warriors and the gladiators
Do this for those whose lives you never cared about
Can’t pronounce their names, their origins or their whereabouts
Those brought up around tragedy and sadness
Who adjusted and found normality in the madness
Fight the power ’til I’m out of breath like Malcolm X
You empower the powerful, I empower the powerless
They’ll play you on the radio if you rap about a Gucci belt
But rap about the government; you might as well shoot yourself
Industry fairies say I rap about conspiracy theories
Just to hide the fact that they lyrically fear me
Got that eye of a tiger, the heart of a lion
The mind of a lifer, my stance is defiant
I rise like a phoenix, immediate from the ashes
My existence is inconvenient for the masses
Though we are equal, I despise an imitation
I live for my people and die for liberation
I stand as a visionary; some have got plans of killin’ me
To literally vanish me physically like Aborigines
Hannibal with the mask, an animal with the bars
I’m grappling with my shackles, I channel it through my art
Feel it in the ambience, champion, heavyweight
My life is nothin’ but my pride is somethin’ that you can never take
They think I’m elusive or think I’m a nuisance
I swear these major labels must think that I’m stupid
Keep your 360’s you’re convincing these dudes with
Like I’ll give you the blueprint for pimpin’ my music…

I say that like K’Lash, he’s another lion,
Every hardship from getting scarred to my brother dying,
Spit all of it with or without a big audience,
Through the Blood, Sweat & Tears I stand victorious!

[Hook x2]

I’m still here, pushing after several years,
I’m still here, standing strong, never in fear,

I’ll be still here after the dust settles and clears,
I’ll be still here after the blood, sweat and the tears,

 



Steven Green, a former American solider serving 5 life terms for raping a 14 year old Iraqi girl and killing her parents and sister admits that he thought iraqi civilians were not human. All this because of what he says crimes fuelled by experiences in iraq’s violent ‘Triangle of Death’ where two of his sergeants were gunned down.

Green said those deaths ‘messed me up real bad.’ ‘There’s not a word that would describe how much I hated these people,’ Green said. ‘I wasn’t thinking these people were humans.’

Green after the killing of his sergeants, talked frequently of wanting to kill Iraqis.

The following is an extract taken from the Daily Mail newspaper. ‘At the Iraqi home, Barker and Cortez pulled Abeer into one room, while Green held the mother, father and youngest daughter in another.

Pfc. Jesse V. Spielman, of Chambersburg, Pennsylvania, stood guard in the hall. As Barker and Cortez raped the teen, Green shot the three family members, killing them.

He then went into the next room and raped Abeer, before shooting her in the head. The soldiers lit her remains on fire before leaving. Another soldier stood watch a few miles away at the checkpoint.’

You can read the full article here.

If this is the trauma and after shock that a trained solider can feel; can you imagine how the ordinary Iraqi civilian must feel. How they have to live each day watching the foreign occupiers, raping their land of resources and whatever they can.

The war in Iraq, is an illegal occupation that has no standing in international law. The war must end now; the foreign troops must evacuate and allow the Iraqi’s to decide their own future.

 


Why do they have to suffer? Why is the world not speaking out against the Zionist Israeli state? Is it because Palestine blood is cheaper? Or is it because the ‘price is worth it?’