Lyrics:

The jury's debating
How confident smiles
Will transcribe to the page
And nobody's saying
How millions of rhymers can slip through the cage
The worthless reminders
Are hoisted and waved like an idiot flag
The shackles and blinders
Are stacked upon stacked upon stacks
Till the floors start to sag

It's just people selling out people
Where the coin rolls grow
In a head high row
It's just 'Please son, listen to reason'
It's all perfect treason

Defenses are crumbling
From pressure to pull from the braver demands
The casualties mumbling
How bodies and souls were stripped bare at their hands
So perfect is treason
When promise is gained from the innocent eye
A delicate season
Is hanged by the throat and left waiting to die

It's just people selling out people
Where the coin rolls grow in a head high row
It's just 'Please son, listen to reason'
It's all perfect treason

So gawk on the sidewalk
At men who are men but not equal to you
And save me that pride talk
For some later day when I'll need talking to
It's just people selling out people
Where the coin rolls grown in a head high row
It's just 'Please son, listen to reason'
It's all perfect treason