Diascatter by E.K. Bush Lyrics

Look at the appointed leader, GW bush
What was that move, such a quick rush
More the diaspora, more war to cholera
We are the hypocrites, drinking liqor sips

Drunk on consumer goods, ignoring all the ghetto hoods
Work hard, sit tight it really just a simple fight
But they never seen how poor, no matter black or white
The underclass, ain’t no freshman, cause no graduation
Really just a lost soul, no time for maturation

We roll, sit and point from the ivory tower
But too scared to drive through, just cower
At the sight of the poor and who is really keeping score
Cause there is no underdog, just nonsense of a fog

That the news brings down of the people
Spit jargon, fox, CNN, preach in the steeple
With no windows, only stock holders appeal
At the sacrific of those who need a meal
I’ve seen the corporate stride
Felt the deepest pride
Tried to make an enterprise
In the mirror I despise
All the wicked lies
Sick of all the fries
Breaking all the ties
There she sits and cries

For the lost people of the world, no education
For the rich people of the world, no extradition