the false benefits

 

The ugly truth

The Devil will not say

He wants his people to play

All the dirty games

Using religious law

The Devil knows where to control

Once he can do it at will

Nothing will stop him

His supporters will do it

They don't see the perilous road

They only see the false benefits

The 7 sins on their backs

The freedom isn't a choice now

It has been controlled by politicians

We elect them to office

They turn around to bite us!

The ugly truth

The Devil will stay cool

He wants his supporters to play

The dirty games to fulfill his ambition

The rule on the light

Let darkness gather in the minds

Once he has it all under his thumb

The Devil will burn all through

the night is lonely

 

The night is lonely

A face is missing

In the darkness

Nothing seems alright

I try to sleep over

A time seems so far away

Yeah I know a face is missing

The night is lonely

Waiting for the light

The dawn takes a long while

Wishing a face I know

She isn't around

The rolling pins knock in my mind

I have to get use to the lonely nights

A face I wish is still missing

The smile capturing eyes

The night is lonely

A face is missing

In the darkness

Nothing seems alright

the call of change

 

Renaissance man

He has forgotten his ideology

Now he seems to walk backwards

Going for his 2R agenda

His rallying call of change

Those years in opposition

When he has his top position

He seems to forget all about it

He is throwing some crumbs

Hoping to satisfy his ardent supporters

But these people recognize the trick

Renaissance man is in his old ABIM ways

He is going out for his Muslim popularity

Leaving out his other supporters in anger

It will affect his political party in later years

Unless he turns around and knows what he has done

a signal somebody is going

 

When a dog howls day or night

Something bad will happen

There is nothing much anyone could do

A day a soul will be taken away

The dog will send signal

Something on the way

To collect souls is the reason

Many may not believe

The village elders will say

When a dog howls day or night

Maybe for a few days in a row

Somebody is severely sick

The sick person can't make it through

The number has been called

The dog howls in sorrow

The soul taker is on the way

While we are living

Make life fun

We have our fixed time

So go and multiply

About our sins?

Leave it to after life

Go and multiply

So God can live

PSM shouldn't complain

 

PSM isn't the government

You want to increase it to $2,000

Don't you realize the cost on the people?

Somebody has to pay either way

The sugar tax and minimum wage

No companies will say to maintain as it is

The extra costs will have to pass to the consumers

It is the balance of things in our living

You can't satisfy anybody

The PM may lose his votes

The companies may want to cut employees

The work force may feel satisfied

EPF will smile

The higher contributions into its fund

The government can borrow for its uses

The PM may win his votes to satisfy the voters

PSM shouldn't expect on its recommendations

There is the negotiation to evaluate any requests

But not all will be implemented because of its costs hike

PSM shoud welcome it of the $200 increase on wage

we want to live free

 

We live by the bullets

We will get hit by it

There is no two ways to say

Extermination is the game

The different ideologies

Catching people of many faiths

Listening to the politicians

They are only for their own benefits

It's the power game

The better or skilful ones will win

It isn't about peace and joy

It is about bullets to control

We want to live free

But politicians can't make monies

So it is the chain of power control

By the bullets power in the hands

take me home

 

Take me home

I am living on the street

Giving me a living

I'll pay you big time

I”ll make the news

The newspapers will write about me

The TV stations will chase me for air time

But I am living on the street

Think about it

Nobody will look at me

A nobody living on the street

Once I was in the newspapers

Out of game

Out of name

I am a wondering vagabond

Living out under the bridge

Take me home

I am living on the street

Giving me a living

I'll pay you big time

light the fire-flies

 

Light the fire-flies

On the camp in the night

The buzzing insects

Will fly away

Call me if you want

The embrace of the dark night

You know you can do

Light the fire-flies

The glow in your eyes

The smile shine through

The night of dreams

Driving hard on the highway

No words to say

Light the fire-flies

The embrace of the dark night

The glow in your eyes

a house arrest bill?

 

No need to formulate

A House Arrest Bill

Only for the elites?

Renaissance man you are losing

The plot in your hands

Don't do the unnecessary laws

It will not help the nation and people

He should concentrate on economy

It is where the votes will come in

A House Arrest Bill

It has no relevant in the Budget

Renaissance man has lost his focus

Trying to please a minority group?

Let the elites live in prison cells

There shouldn't be double standards

Let them feel the harsh prison rules

Freedom will be controlled in it

Let them taste it for their crimes

yahya sinwar got his RIP

 

Yahya Sinwar

He was the master-mind

The cause of the present aggression

By Israel army to punish Hamas

Oct 7 last year

The thousands captured and died

Yahya Sinwar and his soldiers did it

Causing Israel to whip up revenge

Where was Renaissance man?

He didn't say anything on it did he?

Even Palestinians happy and dancing

Killing their own safety haven

Israel warned she would kill all of them

She kept up the promise till today

A focus where Renaissance man lacks of it

He should focus on his domestic divide and rule

Renaissance man stays focus at home

You don't need to be a busybody telling Israel

It is better to establish a diplomatic relation

In this way you can find solutions for Palestine

Now shouting and demanding outside the circle

You are nowhere near to focus on your assistance

The Middle East countries stay away from it

You read so many books but your focus is bad

Yahya Sinwar

Got his RIP

Nothing to cry

He paid for his crimes

she is on

 

She is on

Finding her man

In her mind

She will try

The opportunity arises

The face she will remember

Finding her man

Working in her mind

The maestro she will imagine

Rising high in her mind

Telling her she is on

Finding her man

In her mind she will try

Let her man come into her eyes

As she will dream on him

She is on

Finding her man

The maestro she will imagine

She is on

In the light of her mind

living in fantasy

 

Living in fantasy

It isn't a waste of time

It makes a person feel

The good vibrations in the mind

Living in this chaotic world

The clashes on border wars

It seems it can't be over

As political ego kicks in

China and Taiwan

North Korea and South Korea

Russia and neighboring countries

The Middle East conflicts

Back home the racial divide

The politicians want to rule

When people are divided

Playing this game is for control

Living in fantasy

It will bring us to a better world

As we will try to find solutions

All people must unite to live in peace

macc on the hunt on sand mining

 

The big fish in the news

The speculation runs amok

Who is the man involved?

In Selangor the people will know

Macc hunt for it

Raided the safe houses

Millions found

The runners caught and in custody

The overseas accounts

Macc haven't found

It says about sand mining

Exporting it to the South

The grapevine hinting the name

It isn't difficult to determine

As of now Macc still investigating

The prominent politician in sleepless nights

no one like you

 

The smile

On the face

The eyes glow

You make it

The smile

It can make a heart flow

Watching it from afar

No one like you

The warm glow

The sight of you

The touch of light

No one like you

The drumbeats of heart

Feel the sound in the ears

Like a whisper of the wind

Caressing its soft touches

No one like you

The image will stay

Feel the sound in the ears

Like a whisper of the wind

The smile

On the face

The eyes glow

You make it

the concrete jungle

 

The concrete jungle

The eyes can see it all

Even by walking or driving

We know in our minds

Nature keeps telling

Passing hints every now and then

The political leaders seem ignorance

Every empty space something will built up

NGOs will bring it up

Telling Mother Earth can't stomach it

The many concrete jungles rising up

Causing heat and floods

But do the government ministers listen?

They will carry on as if nothing has happened

The flash floods and yearly floods like clockwork

The ministers will think it is the normal way of living

The concrete jungle

The Naturals have gone

Men will die for their stupidity

Nature has warned by her subtle messages

the shadow

 

The shadow

On the beach sunset

The hues of colors

Across the sky

The lonely wind

Whirring softly along the waves

Rolling ripples dancing together

Merging in unity and disappear

The shadow

Wishing a time to share

Walking on the beach

The love never get in touch

The small campfire

The dancing flames and shadows

The smoke of unity floating in the air

The shadow walks alone

The dream

A castle in the air

The words of endearments

A play the shadow knows it well

The shadow

On the beach sunset

The hues of colors

Across the sky

the aging Don Juan

 

The aging Don Juan

The eyes may see differently

The take up may change too

They slept many women before

They can't remember their names or faces

They lived their lives of conquering women

The celebrities, hot models, hot women

They don't pursue like crazy at all

They learned their exclusive art

The subtle ways they initiated their conquests

It is always under the radar the women wouldn't know

They will feel the warm glow in their minds

Now the aging Don Juan

Many young women aren't shy to say

They want the older men to live

This is the time the aging Don Juan will smile

Time may change

The methods can be no changed

The aging Don Juan will not let it go

They will go jamming tables of pool

you need only one success

 

Play the game

Let nobody claim

It is a cheat or a sin

Don't listen to the crap

You go out to play

A life of fun games to stay happy

Sometimes you need to be brave

Running into a different route

Obstacles are many

It will define how you cut it

Be dominant or stay clueless

Afraid to handle situation

Play the game

Don't be afraid to make mistakes

The more you are rejected

The more smart and adventurous you will become

There is always a truth

You need one success of many failures

It will make you feel great and free

It is the break to make you known

corruption run

 

Corruption run

Across race and boundaries

Renaissance man has no clues

He can only talk without action

The Cabinet members

All should take up the challenges

Do not just listen in meeting

The affirmative actions in drowsy sleep

Corruption run

A powerful connection involved

Otherwise why it hasn't stopped?

The agency only waiting for calls

Wihout all the equipments and personnel

Corruption still run its course

Because of powerfu cables

Catching the culprits will stay low

the floods catching us

 

The floods

It doesn't forget its routine

Every year it will come a calling

We can shout and ringing

The government can sleep on it

Slow actions even the officials can see

Talking of floods mitigation projects

Hello....it has been for decades

The people are all worried

Every time of heavy downpour

Raining down into their minds

“Oh the floods again!”

It doesn't matter where

Cities or towns or villages

The floods will make its routine calling

We can shout and ringing

the fat cats

 

The fat cats

Too much good living

They can't catch the rats

They don't have the skills

To chase to get their names

Upon the lips of many

The fat cats rather stay

Dreaming it all by playing hand-phones

Ringing in their minds

Of the easy living it ensures

Leaving the rats

Running into many easy passages

As the security has lapsed

The fat cats sleeping on their watch

As they live in a good life

The rats can roam

Knowing the routes to take and hide

Give some crumbs here and there

Every gateway will be opened

They can dance at will on streets or drains

The fat cats only yawn

Too tired to get into gears

They wait from upstairs to call

On report of many rats running

They just wait and wait and wait

don't learn it from your Boss

 

Home Minister

Go and do your work

Why stay in office?

When your departments

Never do the right way

You want Malaysiakini for answers

It is its code of confidentiality

Malaysiakini can't simply say ok

“We will supply our contacts”

You have the units in your disposal

Use them to find the big fishes involved

Do not show fear or favor in your probe

Go down to the ground and talk to your officers

They will tell you in confidentiality

You can form your own valuation and take actions

Home Minister

Try to knock out the back door appointment

You are given a higher post though you lost in election

Show to us you can do a better job than it is now

So far you aren't showing us your ability to work on it

Don't learn it from your Boss learn it from the ground

no need to pamper to a race

 

Don't go the wrong way

The country will lose

In economy and wealth

When others forget to invest

Renaissance man

Going backwards in his actions

The nation is secular

Don't try to change her character

Using and passing laws for religion

Upsurping the power of the King

Renaissance man

Let 2R stay at home

Stake high the economy

Let 2R stay in the background

No need to pamper to a race

Learn to race to the top

the mind in painting strokes

 

The waves from the sea

Gathering in unity unleashed on the beach

The painting of watery brushes

All the eyes can see

The hits and runs sequences

The imagination of the scores

The rolling waves keep at it

Unleashed its whispering roar

The mind in painting strokes

The bold and soft paint works

The ingenuity of imagination

The calmness, serenity and quiet breezes

The maestro of the blowing wind

High and low the waves move in unity

Cashing it hard on the beach coast-line

The rising splashes ebbing flow

The mind flow of imagination

Listening to the rolling waves

The wind stay true in its form

The bold and soft painting strokes

the deals in politics

 

The deals behind the scene

It shouldn't be talked about in podcast

It shows lack of courtesy and value

It shows lack of political will

Those years ago

It was agreed to form

Nothing would have to be let out

Even in later years of its duration

The leaders involved kept it quiet

The entourage in the score

They too should respect the decision

Why want to share it?

The politician shows lack of trust

Is he trying to put a screw in between?

The formation of unity has been concluded

Everyone agrees it is the best game of play

maybe a spy in the crocodile party

 

The party wolf chief

He plays his game well

He can fight it out

The losers will bow to him

He must have planned ahead

Something his brother doesn't say

By joining the crocodile party

Maybe a planted spy into the swampy pond

On outside it may look

His brother isn't supporting him

The party of the wolves will not lose

A man who has no connection in ground base

Though crocodiles will publicize him

Letting their members know the outcome

The brother of the wolf party chief goes opposition

As if it is something new in politics

But isn't news worthy

The siblings in the family may not agree

The different approaches and ideology

The crocodiles shouldn't open mouth too easily