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Guilty All the Same

 

Tell us all again what you think we should be

What the answers are, what it is we can’t see

Tell us all again how to do what you say

How to fall in line, how there’s no other way

But oh, we all know

 

You’re guilty all the same, too sick to be ashamed

You want to point your finger, but there’s no one else to blame

You’re guilty all the same, too sick to be ashamed

You want to point your finger, but there’s no one else to blame

You’re guilty all the same

 

Show us all again, that our hands are unclean

That we’re unprepared, that you have what we need

Show us all again ‘cause we cannot be saved

‘Cause the end is near, now there’s no other way

And oh, you will know

 

You’re guilty all the same, too sick to be ashamed

You want to point your finger, but there’s no one else to blame

You’re guilty all the same, too sick to be ashamed

You want to point your finger, but there’s no one else to blame

There’s no one else to blame

Guilty all the same

Guilty all the same

You’re guilty all the same

 

Yeah, you already know what it is

Can y’all explain, what kind of land is this

When a man has plans of being rich but the bosses’ plans is wealthy?

Dirty money scheme, a clean split is nonsense

It’s insane, even corporate hands is filthy

They talk team and take the paper route

All they think about is bank accounts, assets, and realty

At anybody’s expense, no shame with a clear conscience

No regrets and guilt free, they claim that ain’t the way that they built me

The smoke screen before the flame

Knowing as soon as the dough or the deal peak

They say it’s time for things to change

Rearrange like good product rebuilt cheap

Anything if it’s more to gain drained, manipulated like artists

It’s real deep until no more remains, but I’m still me

Like authentic hip-hop and rock

Till pop and radio and record companies killed me

Try to force me to stray and obey

And got the gall to say how real can real be?

You feel me, we’ll see that green could be to blame or greedy for the fame

TV or a name, the Media, the game, to me you’re all the same

You’re guilty

 

You’re guilty all the same, too sick to be ashamed

You want to point your finger, but there’s no one else to blame

You’re guilty all the same, too sick to be ashamed

You want to point your finger, but there’s no one else to blame

There’s no one else to blame

Guilty all the same

Guilty all the same

Guilty all the same