A Word Is Not A Sparrow (Spoken Poem with Music)

Partial Lyrics:


Someone dug the graves
How’d he know the venom was robbing
He must have been looking for gold
A man does not dig like this
The criminals with broken hands
Let his hands be broken without seeing
It was in the hands of the insatiable
The left hand should have been picked up
When they were in power and not needed
Not having the hands to write a literate person
Or being able to write his hands or legs
The broken hair is not necessary


He is tired and he tells himself
To check his way because thieves don’t care
He does not feel sorry for the person
Who has overcome his crime
Even if you are in a thief’s game
Don’t be on the way
You killed all the patriots, right
Don’t just sit down the money taker
When you bury a corpse no one argues with the bag
If you have gold teeth, take it
Did a person become a penny for money
The money that flew in the wind
If not, the world will pass
The enemy will block the road
If it does not destroy it
They cheated, watered and raised the blowing dirt


They do not pass a mouse
And came into the country for the lack of action
A disgraceful state of affairs
I would still find him and kick him
Then count his walls and hand him over
They should be shot dead with shoes
It’s possible they can sneak in while we’re sleeping
They say that they will suffer like winter
They will pour sand into their mouths in autumn
And they will suffer from it
The outside of their chests are glowing gorgeous
How is it on the inside
The people are ready to be shot


Don’t fall just go away
Blood is expensive anyway
I read that the blood was cleared and healed
They painted and destroyed themselves
It happens and it moves only after the paint
Absorbs it and leaves it warm
What else do they say
In-laws are difficult people
Her husband is in two places
Was my grandmother naked
We need to destroy this thing called grandfather
Someone still gets the same heat from his wife
I’m sorry ma, where can we get wings after this
Your mother is a vodka gambler


Did we get rid of this monster again
Their tails will stick together
The bad kind of person is saying it
That’s what happens when you stick to someone
Who has no goals when people are broken
It is hard to believe in the justice of our soul
When it comes to their souls, they will sack a lie
Parents should also be counted with the shooter
If he is in prison, he’ll celebrate his wedding
There is no second fight or gravity at all


Money is for people with a lot of money
Money ain’t enough if it don’t hit both sides
Let the prosperity come to our cauldron
Creditors and government officials have a word
But don’t buy just in case you have one
Let’s all sit down, officials
Our ministers won’t be caught in the city budget
Now can our president’s mouth bend
These bullies are doing it on purpose
Breaking the price of the government
Unable to escape the bank’s executioner


The sphere has been broken
Pyramids who are getting rich on the people
No one enters the pyramid by force