"Freedom fighters in the streets rock, rock on/
Fighting for freedom, writing for freedom/

Promoe:
I'm here to give a voice to all the blurred faces/
The ones who vandalize and disturb neighbours/
The ones who go to court and get no legal aid/
Have no rights in society but to keep the evil paid/
The ones that are outlawed worse than Reno Raines/
And make the average Joe on the street demand cleaner trains/
The ones whose history ya'll want to erase/
No history's no future, despair in their face/
The ones who get beat up by police and toy cops/
Like my boys got victims of boycotts/
You claim they're not political but to me/
The whole art form questions private property/
A political crime of passion/
This one is to my train bombing, train trashing...

Freedom fighters in the streets rock, rock on/
Fighting for freedom, writing for freedom/

Chorus:
I represent the spray paint artist/
I can feel your pain and hardships/
I know you're workin' the grave yard shift/
So you can keep that train yard hit/
And though society hate our shit/
And love feh build their great star ships/
I know as long as your brave heart ticks/
It's on your side the creators sits/