Checkpoint (Violence)

Violence, violence

For whatever you ask for my thoughts on

So don’t ask me, the thought’s gone

Even in the past it was foregone

There were sirens, sirens

Now it’s ’Silence of the migrants’

Tyrants on an island

Looking at the other side like, “Die then.”

Violence, violence

How gruesome is your past?

I ain’t in the mood for a forecast

Or whatever the news wanna broadcast

Cos they just hide еm, hide em

Cos they wеre standing beside em

Like, “In this land, they’re an item

And if they ain’t in the plan you can wipe em!”

Wipe em with violence, violence

We tried love but that ain’t it

They’re like “All these others can’t say shit!

Cos of all the stuff we were plagued with!”

I say asylum, asylum

There’s boats on the horizon

Poseidon stabbed sons with a trident

Left lost by the government guidance

I say we need violence

So don’t ask for my star sign

I can’t lie it’s a dark time

Ours die cos there aren’t lines

They say “It’s a far cry from apartheid!”

They say “It’s a far cry from apartheid!”

But we aren’t blind

Fine