Born of the Broken

In all honesty I'm tired of poverty Pain and suffering Pain and suffering I'm tried of leeches Stepping on the weak To benefit From the struggle They endure Thieving the riches That they seek Make up your mind I'm sick of carrying A weight that's not mine I see it passed Through generations All the damn time Why the f*ck Should you carry a burden Of another's crime F*ck your oppression Your oppression