How much hundred seats in parliament
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Its so unfair but so clear
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Don't none of them represent me
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And aint one of them represent my peers
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And it don't matter who we vote for, nor who gets in
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The poor keep dying and the rich keep living
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Mothers keep losing their children to the system
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They stay strong while we remain victims
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Telling us to hope for higher things
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Educate yourself aint that how ya'll say it
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But they keep increasing the fee
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Knowing full well that we cant pay it
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And did you stop and listen before you started dishing
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Our tax for ammunition to kill innocent children
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When right in front of you we cant cope
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We hungry, homeless, unemployed and broke
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Were dying, the health service is a joke
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You said things would change when you wanted our votes
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But it stays the same
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Mr. Prime Minister
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And we continue to die
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Mr. Prime Minister
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Not a damn thing changed
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Mr. Prime Minister
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Nobody hears our cries
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When my life's a threat
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They tell me run go call police
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But yet who's gonna protect me from the beasts
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They aint got my interest at heart
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They aint my friends
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Aint got a enemy alive as evil as the system
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So much corruption and this gun shit wont end
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And all they sit and f***ing do is blame 50 Cent
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Please, now take responsibility
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Who's putting them runs on our streets
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And who's pumping drugs into our community
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Controlling the propaganda on my T.V.
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And who's molding our children's ideologies
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And taking away their opportunity
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Were killing each other so we can live above our means
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Cause what we earn cant even buy a fraction of our dreams
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And wonder why so many have become fiends
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Its so hard to live poor and keep your hands clean
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So I am keeping mind together
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And pray that god forgives my sins
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Its real hard living the life were living
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[Repeat Chorus]
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Mr. Prime Minister
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Ms. Dynamite |