What we are living is a time of competition day by day blows the same old breeze one close to the other waiting for the gun shot whose finger's in the trigger? trampling, joking, fooling what's the target of your life? While the situation's getting harder there's who's got no land but there's no wonder what a gamble in these days There's who looks for something few people know what they're really alming at when money's the ruler of everything what can we do for justice to survive RIT:We gonna ban the hate together, together it's time to make a plan for the landless riders We gonna ban the hate together, together it's time to make a change Miles and land are gone bundle on their shoulders mobs that follow their own light when the time will come happy rhythm solution to the plight What's the target .... (e continua come sopra)