These are battle songs that lift you from your catatonic fixture, And I can walk on water but I stagger on the liquor, This ain't a Saturday sport or matinee talk, With throw away sentences like the magistrates' court, Scratch that, now hear me out, attacks don't give me doubt, I drop a powerhouse track black the city out, And when we lose it let the mood of music reach us, Coming through the tunes that free us, revolution through your speakers, The third rock never stops the world turns, Eyes glued to the clock as we watch the world burn Chorus And we don't, we won't, We don't, and we won't let the vultures at the counter-culture, Now we don't, and we won't, We move mountains and drink from the sun Pressure Verse 3 Renegades whenever on centre stage, That's my sweat upon the letters I bled on the pen and page, C'mon, so what's your rhyming worth? Better get a lawyer 'cause, I could crucify your verse just to get a point across, We've been refining and grinding till late night, Why? 'Cause even stars lose their shine in the day light, Linked as one just think what we'll become, It's begun and won't stop till we're drinking from the sun Suffa Verse 1 I'm wondering where the day went, The clouds have me shrouded in grey but, I'm still out pounding the pavement, word, Drowning the hurt by pounding rounds in brown paper, Founded a label now