Not Buried Deep Enough - The Gone Jackals

We must fight

The good fight

Changing wrongs to rights

Like malcolm x —

Kissed off his slave name

Kissed off his masters god

Raised his fist in righteous rage

And dr.

king doesnt rest in peace

Due to the spread of this disease

The clock

Has struck thirteen

For all us pups in centerville —

Cause this triage

Ain’t no solution

Heaven help the man who can’t sing or dance

Who cast the stone at wwii

Bout the good neighbor turnin on the jew —

When time will recall us in the same breath

You and me?

Fight the good fight

The scope gun of indifference

Is trained on our souls

The gravespin of heroes

Seeds the cloud with dust and blood

Not buried deep enough

To distance the thunder of truth

Bullys are cowards naturally

Spin on one and sink your knee

Right the wrongs of history

Fight the good fight

The scope gun of indifference

Is trained on our souls

Whoo-hoo-hoo

The gravespin of heroes

Sees the clouds of dust and blood

Not buried deep enough

Better bullet-proof your boy