Riot Act feat. Holly May
[Verse 1]
Yes, we're coming through
Another tune
A step in stone, a sub to boom
And get you on your feet
Flowing like a river
Superfly killing the back beat
It's been too long for this story
To be told, let me proceed
I want brass, keys, bass, guitar and a choir
Give me a beat and a microphone and
I'll start a fire
Look in my direction
Let me shine a light to make it brighter
It's beyond faith and belief
Don't ever believe the preacher
We're on a mission to bring
Hip Hop back to it's purest form
Be careful when you say my name
'cos it follows with a storm
I don't talk for the sake of it
Just to fill up my cd
My ink stains paper like blood
I ain't the average MC
So it's a must
As I'm beginning to bust another rhyme
For all you youths to sit back
Relax and take the time and listen
Try to read between every single line
As I paint the picture
'cos I ain't no deceiver
Now if you wanna believe
The MPs, News and the Paper
Then I won't waste my breath
And got no beef with ya either
But let me remind you
That our freedom has been seized
And theres a war going on
In our town and the streets
The government giving people artificial
Power and voice
But who knows what really goes on
Behind closed doors
School kids packing tools
Instead of lunch boxes
Smoking weed comes before
Learning how to add numbers
Sixteen; reality kicks in
You're at the bottom of the pile
And the highlight of your life
Is starring on Jeremy Kyle
Now you're too old
You're times gone
With no one to listen
You're a user with two kids
And no pot to piss in
[Chorus: Holly May]
'Cos as, time goes on
I can feel it getting stronger by the minute
Won't you, come and stand by me
I'm afraid of consequences
If lord had a plan for us
We'd be stronger baby

[Chorus: Bobby Clashbeat]
This is a Riot Act
It's time to get you off you're knees
And set the world alight
Go out marching on the streets
The TVs becoming the new Alcatraz
This is an order...

[Verse 2]
How can you ever bring yourself
To believe the Prime Minister's lies
When he's spent billions
On jet fighters and missiles?
Then call it providing peace
And national security
How many charities do we need
To end global poverty?
Many young lives lost for the conflict
The old men have provoked
And they ain't gonna stop
Until the middle east turns to rubble
How many more years
Are we gonna run into battle
And fight wars
Brought on us by bush;
It ain't logical
We got plenty of battles to fight
On our own soil
We got too many living
On the streets and in jail
Year after year, budget cutbacks
Are breaking backs
Something ain't right
With the way the government and the banks act
When the rich rob the poor
They label it as business;
But when the poor fight back
In the news, they call it violence
Families working hard
And hardly making it by
Mothers at the grave of soldiers
Who were too young to die
Do you wonder
What the fuck are the schools teaching our kids?
Making future astronauts
Doctors and scientists? (NO)
Tell me the reason why
You became a police officer
Was it the authority, the badge
The gun or the car?
You brainwashed, robot
Rubber bullet preachers; causing disaster
And your government's setting the stage
For a new world order
Fuck all of you
A bunch of blood thirsty fascist pigs
From blood of the innocent on your hands
Your whole body reeks
If they hit you, hit them back
And send a message to the rest
'Cos I've never seen the results in
Peaceful protest
There's higher power
Planting seeds for next generation
Of obedient machines
Who will work and listen
I guess the moral of the story is
We need to change the law
'Cos no one's licking off shots
It doesn't mean we ain't at war
We need to take charge
And start calling the shots
Or the illuminate will bring
Darkness upon us
UH!
[Chorus: Holly May]
Time still goes on
But we're still
Pushing hard
But getting nowhere
We need to let it breathe
I'm afraid of consequences
'cos if lord had a plan for us
We'd be stronger baby

[Chorus: Bobby Clashbeat]
This is a Riot Act
Its time to get you
Off your knees
And set the world alight
Go out marching on the streets
The TVs becoming the new Alcatraz
This is an order...
Order in the house