THUG
The propaganda they crack but I ain't buying/
Blues beat the blacks, black and blue so red they lie in/
Watch the news it ain't nothing new, my people still suffering/
We kneel down but what we do when we get back up again?/
And I just want to live/
I'm a simple man I don't ask for much but what do I get/
The whole world on my shoulders and a long road to lift/
Trying to maintain, tell me who can help a kid?
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