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WAKE UP!


Clink...Clink...Clink Can you hear them? Clink...Clink...Clink Can you see them? Clink...Clink...Clink Can you feel them? Those chains That everlasting bondage that keeps us unchanged Can you hear the cries? Do you feel the pain? Black boys and black girls jeopardizing their rights For our gain Never second guessing the outcome Never caring what it costs All to help the future generation to not be lost But you don't appreciate it, do you? Well you could've fooled me Even Malcolm X was an extremist And even HE wouldn't AGREE Calling our women derrogatory names And internalizing a term that drove him insane We...should be...ASHAMED of OURSELVES Depicting an image That is less than our priveledge And pretending its all the same Never caring or daring To step out on faith And stake our claim On a nation we helped to build And now helping to tear down What would Dr.King say? Would that make even Medgar Evers frown? What message are we sending to those 3 little girls Who burned in church Are we saying their deaths were for nothing? SO that we could revert Back to a notion that we don't deserve If they could see their people now How disgusted would they be? Not just with that kid selling drugs Or the one selling her body But how disgusted would they be With you and with me? For not taking a stand Or having some accountability To these young brothers and sisters Clink...Clink...Clink Can you hear them? Clink...Clink...Clink Can you see them? Clink...Clink...Clink Can you feel them? They broke through the chains in the 60's Now we are letting them be put back on They were accountable for one another, Do you hear me? Now we can't even get along Long enough to have a meal Strike a deal Or even for simple communication So quick to pop a pill And increase eternal damnation But that a different sermon For a different time Its time for responsibility SO our inner activist can shine Stand up and take action Let's regain our communities Because we are definitely at war With society With other nations But most of all with future you's and future me's Clink...Clink...Clink Do you hear them? Clink...Clink...Clink Do you see them? Clink...Clink...Clink Do you feel them? Wake UP! Its not not a dream its our reality!
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