Burundi - Saul Williams, Emily Kokal

Runnin' down a dark street, app that got a flashlight

Nike swoosh on bare feet, Whitney Houston’s crack pipe

The greatest love of all, watch me rise to watch me fall

Contemplating, rent is late in houses that I can’t afford

Show my papes at Heaven’s gates, they ask me for my visa

Lived a life without no hate so tell me what you need, sir?

Question your authority, genocide and poverty

Treaties don’t negate the fact you’re dealing stolen property

Hacker, I’m a hacker, I’m a hacker in your hard drive

Hundred thousand dollar Tesla ripping through your hard drive

Oh, Jesus, pull the cord, seat belt, what you standing for?

Buckle up, let’s knuckle up and tell Mohammed bring his sword

I’m a candle, I’m a candle

Chop my neck a million times, I still burn bright and stand, yo

Vigil in the middle of your occupied locations

One that burns for haters, one that burns for Haitians

I’m a candle, I’m a candle

Chop my neck a million times, I still burn bright and stand, yo

Standing in the middle of your synagogue and chapel

Licking that forbidden fruit through bitten glowing apples

Factories in China, coltan from the Congo

Smuggled to Burundi hidden in a bongo

We beat a mighty drum, change his login 'fore they come

Guns and ammunition pay tuition for the deaths be young

Hacker, I’m a hacker, I’m a hacker in your hard drive

There ain’t no security, I’m hacking through your hard drive

Information highway, tunnel vision highway

Exit 17, yo, bring them motherfuckers my way

Virus, I’m a virus, I’m a virus in your system

Fuck your history teacher, bitch, I’ve never been a victim

I’m just a witness, Hitler can come get this

Rabbis in Ramallah throwing burkas on these bitches

I’m a candle, I’m a candle

Chop my neck a million times, I still burn bright and stand, yo

Vigil in the middle of your occupied locations

One that burns for haters, one that burns for Haitians

I’m a candle, I’m a candle

Chop my neck a million times, I still burn bright and stand, yo

Burning in the middle of your mosques and in your chapel

Licking that forbidden fruit through bitten glowing apples

I’m a candle