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DO RIGHT & FIGHT FOR THE RIGHT RIGHTS


Ever since I came out the womb, they said it was power to the people But what power do you have when you aren't allowed to speak back when being speaked to We've spoken, the world has been broken America has 50 shots and these bullets they've been revolving Sending fierce rapid bullets, fence to fence, state to state You feel the tremble in your house but it's not an earthquake If I knew life was going to be like this then I'd never have a birthday Might as well die in my sleep, so I can finally rest God dam, I can't even rest when I rest what the heck! Visualing terrifying pictures of me and my brothers with no necks America sending shots, will it ever stop? Probably not But we have a doc, cooking up the perfect plot He had a dream he said, while tossing in the bed Sleeping with the devil, waking up with scars Sitting down thinking if this world is really ours But man he was a rebel, a rebel with a cause Shouted forget the devil, I'm one of God's angels So I don't mind losing my life if it brings the light To this cruel dark world, real cold world Blazing heat but these white folks soaking us with water making it a real cold world Now we're boycotting, cause the feeling feels better than picking cotton America's a fruit, sweet & sour and the apple still hasn't rotten It's fallen from the tree and guess what, so have we
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