Massacre

[Intro: New reporter] Philippines media groups may ask the U.N. to intervene in the investigation of the massacre of 57 people. About 30 local journalists were among those shot and cut to death on a hillside off a major highway. Suspected is a clan feud on the southern island of Mindanao last week. The journalists were accompanying women from a local clan on their way to an election office. When about a hundred armed men attacked their convoy [Verse One] Early morning in a caravan of minivans It's history in the making, new election And in this part of the Philippians, elections been rigged So when the opportunity came to document I was in A camera, a notebook and a pen These journalism tools we use to write how it is In Mindanao the Ampatuan family been in power And the last president guaranteed that he'll succeed The governor's see we'll have the same family name Mangundadatu remove the head to bring the province some change We headed to the city, they'll bare witness to a chance For another man to throw his family name in the hat Opposition on the ballot Esmael hear the challenge And his wife invited all us media to watch it happen We rolling like six vans deep Commotion in the front so I looked up from my seat About a couple dozen I mean as far as I could see Holding Armalites detouring our van off the street Confusion as they moved in closer Looking like a whole platoon of A.F.P. soldiers Pulling and pushing me out the vehicle A Hays van driver asked him, "Why?" So they shot him in the face Tears start leaking out my eyes I'm begging for my life, I got a son and a wife Out the side of my eyes, I see 'em line the first van up Firing squad style, aimed at 'em {machine gun shots} Blasting 'em up My knees gave They yelling, "Stand up" I kept screaming, "Please don't" I put my hands up I watched as they raped all the women Then aimed pistols at the genitals of all the victims Shot the women in the face and they crotches I'm shaking Helpless, crying, watching Locked in, eye contact with a rifle I thought about my wife and my child and I scream [Hook] {x4} Don't shoot No, no please don't shoot [Verse Two] This all truth in the story no reason to lie The massacre of 58 innocent lives All behind the power and corruption and greed It's the politics of business in the Philippians The president implemented through a feudalist need Democracy distorted, time to get us free Feel like I'm in denial right now It feel like Maguindanao right now Uh Feel like Maguindanao right now It feel for Maguindanao right now [Hook]