Oh My God (Franti Michael)

Oh-my, oh-my God! Out here mama they got us livin' suicide Singin' oh-my, oh-my God! Out here mama they got us livin' genocide Slam bam I come unseen But like gasoline you can tell I'm in the tank Like money in the bank I smell appealing, but I'm toxic, can send ya reeling Without an inklin', keep ya thinkin' 'cause you gave cash to the feds, left your school district for dead Fucked you up in the head, but still they sayin' nothin's wrong Sellin' firewater but outlawing the bong Still believing the system is workin' While half of my people are still outta workin' Anonymous notes left in the pockets and coats Of judges and juries from 'Frisco to Jersey Threats and protests politicians mob debts Trumped up charges and phoney arrests Stage a lethal injection, the night before the election 'cause he got donations from the prison guard's union Oh-my, oh-my God! Out here mama they got us livin' suicide Singin' oh-my, oh-my God! Out here mama they got us livin' genocide Listen in to my stethoscope on a rope International lullabies, human cries Thumps and silence, the language of violence Algorithmic, cataclysmic, seismic, biorhythmic You can make a life longer, but you can't save it You can make a clone an then you try to enslave it? Stealin' DNA samples from the onborn And then you comin' after us 'cause we sampled a James Brown horn? Scientists who's God is progress A four-headed sheep is their latest project The CIA runnin' like that Jones from Indiana But they still won't talk about that (Jim) Jones (People's Temple mass suicide) in Guyana This ain't no cartoon No one slips on bananas Do you really think that that car killed Diana Hell I shot Ronald Reagan, I shot JFK, I slept with Marilyn (Monroe) she sung me happy birthday Singin' Oh-my, oh-my God! Out here mama they got us livin' suicide Singin' oh-my, oh-my God! Out here mama they got us livin' genocide Well politicians got lipstick on the collar The whole media started to holler But I don't give a fuck who they screwin' in private I want to know who they screwin' in public Robbin', cheatin', stealin' White collar criminal McDonald eatin', you deserve a beatin' Send you home a weepin', with a fat bill for your Caribbean weekend For just about anything they can bust us False advertising sayin' "halls of Justice'' You tellin' the youth don't be so violent Then you drop bombs on every single continent Mandatory minimum sentencin' 'cause he got caught with a pocket fulla medicine Do that again another ten up in the pen I feel so mad I want to bomb an institution Singin' Oh-my, oh-my God! Out here mama they got us livin' suicide Singin' oh-my, oh-my God! Out here mama they got us livin' genocide