Run The Show (White Collared Devils) by Tribal Seeds Run the show, run the show White collared devils run the show, run the show And the slaves don't know Fighting against the young and old, young and old White collared devils run the show, run the show Fighting against the young and old, young and old Shot callers in the high global elite Globalist fighting but they're bound for defeat Jah would never give the power to these crazy Fools in the white house, home of the beast White collared devils sitting in their high places Trying to infiltrate every race Races running trying to get the first place Blind and competing in illuminati games Civilian who they call slave From when you're young till you're in graves They really need us, we don't need them They really fear us, we don't fear them Run the show, run the show White collared devils run the show, run the show And the slaves don't know Fighting against the young and old, young and old White collared devils run the show, run the show Fighting against the young and old, young and old Wicked trying to police the earth Trying to take away all the herb Planting fear in the minds of the herd But we are the mass, they are smaller This is the coming of the old living dread Calling to the whole living dead Jah wrote the word so it must be read Let the fight come down and drop on their heads again Lucifer fled, Mikael beat him once and shall win again Lucifer fled, in the valley of the wicked good shall prevail Run the show, run the show White collared devils run the show, run the show And the slaves don't know Fighting against the young and old, young and old White collared devils run the show, run the show Fighting against the young and old, young and old F*** them, we run the show F*** them, we run the show F*** them, we run the show F*** them, we run the show