It is amazing how the fourth arm
Works with its arms
From acting like robbers with arms
To being eyes without qualms
II
These are the times
Growth with accountability rhymes
These are the times corruption bells must chime
To wake sleepers who throw in their dimes
To get fingers acting in mime to get to all needed dimes
III
So if whipping pens
Turn their powerful dens
Into coop where they turn hens
Then there is no lens
For our motherland and fake men
Will turn power upside down
IV
Those climbing the truth tree
Which is being shaken to free
If you fear your downfall and go on a running spree
Then truth losses to its opponent
In your hands as your land weeps
V
It is the time for shoot
That time to praise
Shoot for the wrong
Praise for the right
You are the power hands
The right arm for the right path
So power up to lead the change
Mum Cee 