The Past Wanting A Change
Eevrybody wants a change If you want that you should show it right Why keep walking and looking strange And with freight Why do blacks get blamed for everything When some whites are worse They believe we bring people down instead of encouraging For us it must be a curse We work hard too We are not all lazy We want a good life Not one that's crazy Walking around with guns and knives We should be able to go somewhere and not be judge So what if we look or speak different There should be no grudge Do not be indefferent Love and trust with peace No hating or bringing others down Loving others will be an increase Throughout the town
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