| I stand tall I raise my fists
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| I pray all this pain might lift
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| I don’t want to die tonight
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| But I can’t live another day like this
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| Verse One:
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| The first time I ever broke the law
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| Was just being born in a zone that’s controlled by y’all
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| A foreigner in my own damn home land
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| Made me a sixteen year old, grown man
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| I was aged by the pain that I saw
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| Outside my front door was the front line of a war
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| Shots gets fired I cry on the floor
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| Underneath my bed tryin' to hide from it all
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| I try to recall the first time that I saw
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| Someone close to me die and my mind starts to draw
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| A blank
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| There’s far to many of us die
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| Genocide it’s a genocide
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| And our enemies will never be satisfied
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| Until not even our memories survive
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| It feels like they got the whole world on their side
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| And the story of my people will never reach your eyes
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| But understand one damn thing I can’t run
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| I don’t care where Goliath got his strength from
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| I’ll rush your tank with not even a hand gun
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| Only a rock from the land that I stand on
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| Verse Two:
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| That’s the law that I break when I breathe
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| The blood of my people races through me
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| I will never back down, I can not flee
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| I would rather die on my feet then to live on my knees
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| Adorning the soldier uniform I was born in
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| I did not chose the war I was drawn in
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| If I been called to be a martyrs end
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| I’m standing on Heaven’s front door with a grin
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| Saying please let me in
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| Greet me as a friend
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| I did not believe I would breathe free again
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| Lord have mercy on my soul
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| I was desperate and I had people to defend
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| I’m the slave who drowned on the middle passage
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| I’m chief Sitting Bull at the hand of a savage
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| John Brown standing, both hands blasting
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| Crying freedom, something must happen
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| If I’m the only weapon that I have
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| Then I’m standing with a bomb strapped to my abdomen
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| Eyes full of water
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| God please forgive me
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| My people must one day live free |