Lyrics:
Verse 1:
Dem seh “top secret,” stamp pon di file dem tight, Ink black out truth like thief inna di night. Briefcase lock, password pon di brain, Politician smile but dem silence loud like rain. From Kingston to DC, same ole game, Dem hide di facts, then blame poor man name.
Verse 2:
Whisper inna hallway, marble floor gleam, Camera cyaan see what dem really mean. Mi hear code word fling like domino stone, Paper shred quick, truth lef’ alone. Tax man pay fi di veil and di smoke, While dem write history like one long joke.
Verse 3:
Archive dem dusty, key dem lost, Freedom of info come wid a cost. Dem seh “trust wi,” but trust nuh free, When every page tear out selectively. Babylon system love shadow and lie, Tell yuh half a story, watch di whole truth die.
Verse 4:
But knowledge a fire, cyaan bury forever, From yard to di web, truth start gather. Classified today, tomorrow expose, Secrets crack slow like tectonic pose. So mi chat pon riddim, let di people know, Light beat dark when di facts start flow.
