The Hunted Hunter
The hunted hunter
Change your ways oh man
Be in peace with your soul
Why do you keep hunting
For what you cant replace
How many of us must die
Just for you to be richer
Must our blood and pains
Be an elevator to a greedy ambitions
The time is ticking
The table is turning
Oh Stop it now
before it turns to you
For sure then you will be
The hunted hunter
The hunted hunter
You keep hunting for money
How much money more
Do you need to be satisfied
How much more greed
Is worth our lost love ones
You keep destroying our life's
And expect our royalty
Change your ways oh man
Cos if not i tell you
Sooner or later you will be
The hunted hunter
Dedicated to all corrupt
African officials in my country
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