Stand On - Intellectual

[Verse 1: Ghetts]

I wish I could stand on a roof

And tell the world what I know

But could you handle the truth

It's like I'm in the same frame of mind as David Icke

Nearly everything you have been told has been based on lies

How can we just be following procedures

When most of these world leaders are guilty of some major crimes

It's time to wake up

What's the point of breathing if your eyelids remain shut

Lost like a stray pup

Lace up

The hood's full of actionmen

Everybody's got a strap but we don't manufacture them

The way these fuckers in suits cover the truth

I have to say the average brain could never discover the proof

Another dispute could break a government truce

So what's the real story behind the twin towers?

Cause eleven years later, I'm bloody confused

Bin Laden's dead, so is Saddam Hussein

But yet our troops are still trapped in the range

Go ahead, send 'em home

Give the families some wonderful news

Nah, that's what I thought

There's something they ain't tellin us

But I got my own opinion

Cause I don't watch the telly much

What they want me to see

I could never trust

I could not be manipulated by the media

When Rupert Murdoch's participating and deceivin' ya

It's what I don't see that worries me

It's what I don't hear that troubles me

Suddenly I find myself analyzing my company

Seeing if my friends are on my wavelength

And if they ain't then, I try and save them from luxury

[Chrous: Yana]

Don't live for another day

Tomorrow never comes

The past so far away

That now is all we got

The truth is hard to face

So much to take

And it's so hard

But it's all for the best

[Verse 2: Ghetts]

I wish I could stand on a bridge

And tell the world what I know, I coulda handle the risk

Brain full of info, certain situations

Names that are involved, certain implications

Reliable sources, pointing out the liars and frauds

That we can take [?] acquiring and formers have informed us

Even women have been tired up and tortured

Only soldiers that never get tired of orders, or is it all

Just, a license to kill

A license to be violent at will

Another man's pain is providing a frill

And I'd be lying if I said that I

Never understood what goes through the mind of a sill

But the hierarchy would be powerless minus the army

I was a marksman minus a target

Harmless, it's the man behind the man behind the card tricks

Standing by to blast it

Read between the lines this ain't rocket science

Feds will shoot you down in cold blood when it's not required

And I know they ain't forgot the riots

It's just the calm before the storm that's why the cops are quiet

I don't know what's coming, but I know it's coming

And all I know is nothing cause what I thought I knew's a load of rubbish

Now I know a little something

I don't wanna feel the heat from hell

Reminded every time I end up opening my oven