It’s
not too late
To
join Live 8
To
change the fate
Of
billions of poor
To do
more
To
settle the score
On
the raw
Deal
of the past
At
last
We
won’t take the bait
Of
the G8
Stalemate
For
too long they’ve lied
Telling us their hands are tied
But
they can’t hide
From
the rising tide
They
know the cure
For
sure
Let’s
speak our voice
We
have the choice
To
cast off the net
Of
crippling debt
To
increase aid
And
make the trade
Fair
and square
If we
dare
To
care
This
is our chance
To
dance
To a
different tune
To
turn up the heat
And
feel the beat
Of
The
silent hum
Of
those who refuse
To
succumb
This
is the time
To
rhyme
For a
better life
To
end the strife
That’s rife
To
make our mark
And
take our part
In
walking the path
With
a heart
Let
this be
Our
plea
For
the rebirth
Of
earth
To
make poverty history
To
shape a new destiny
This
is the space
To
take our place
In
the human race
This
is the tipping point
To
heal the disjoint
Of
separation
To
make reparation
For
exploitation
And
close the gap
On
the map
To
open our souls to tap
Of
the Live 8 rap
Copyright 2005
2 Live 8 Rap (Pdf print version)
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