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Revolting manner of handling power Perpetratin' glies and misery Fifty years of progress in five People living only to survive The child is suffering a mother's deadly dream I'm fed up to see them being mistreated I'm always feeling like I'm being cheated No honest meanings the way I'm treated Multi-racial society Degradation of liberty Urban warfare at all levels Politicians rethinking his measures I'm deep inside a sea of mud The underground, South of the world Can't control my urge Rule my urge Can't control my urge Ruled by urge Between the shacks and arid soil The concrete jungle with trees of steel Between the million of confronting faces Confusing crowds with distant traces Soldiers out there drug dealing Warriors of the raw feelings Side line control trespassing over Dictating rules and committing the crimes I'm deep inside a sea of mud The underground, South of the World Can't control my urge Rule my urge Can't control my urge Ruled by urge