Were down, down, down, down, down in quicksand Our countrys law is left in slippery So many yet no solution Were goin' down, down, down, down, in quicksand
Number one, purge all station And some headquarters fi Two, some dont have a clue One bag of promise, comfort fi a
Three, cant pay school fee out of stone, education no free Four, ghetto youth him gun hardcore Plan fi a works, prison at him door
Were goin' down, down, down, down, in quicksand Our law is left in slippery hands So many educated yet no Were goin' down, down, down, down, down in
five, prisons rehabilitation Inmates fi go out and change the Six, government and a bawl say the road want fix
Seven, courthouse flex the Devil Pure and the law, it no level Eight, blood shed climb, high A long time ghetto a try hold the faith
Were goin' down, down, down, down, in quicksand Our law is left in slippery hands So many yet no solution Were down, down, down, down, down in quicksand
Number nine, man alone want climb Inner cities need the for shine Well ten, about the homeless, them? The place them sleep, it worse hog pen
Eleven, me say the world, it no level must turn and the scores soon settle Twelve, Babylon get melt over evil, righteous dwell
Were down, down, down, down, down in quicksand Our countrys law is in slippery hands So educated yet no solution Were goin' down, down, down, down, down in
Oh, we goin' (In quicksand) Oh, we goin', down Yes, we goin' We're goin' in quicksand
Oh, we goin' (In quicksand) Oh, we goin', down Yes, we goin' We're goin' in quicksand