| Mi espirto ya esta cansado de cadensa psychologicas de porbesa
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| Ahorra me quito mis manos de mis ojos ey miro la relidad
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| Ey porque acceptamos positions sub-servillente sin preguntas!
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| No tenemos que viver asi!
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| De nacimento nos ensenan que creer que los blancos son mejor que los morenous
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| Ey se emponen a acceptar la dominacion de hombres sobre mujeres
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| Estos tradiciones tienen que acabar siempore!
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| My spirit is already tired of the psychological cadence of poverty
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| Now I take my hands from my eyes and look at reality
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| And why do we accept subservient positions without question?
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| We don’t have to live like this!
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| From birth they teach us to believe that the whites are better than blacks
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| And they persist in accepting the domination of men over women
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| These traditions must be finished forever and ever!
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| Sangre de mis manos!
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| Todos somos ninos de dios ey ningun gobierno puede negar lo
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| Ni dinero ni politica puede ebfrentar la verda que es eterna
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| Postivo advance social aqui no es enivetable, Pero que queremos en est dia?
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| La verda «o» una vida de menttiras!
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| All of us are children of god, and no government can deny it
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| Neither money nor politics can confront the truth that is eternal
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| Positive social advance isn’t inevitable here
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| But what do we want in this day? |
| The truth, or a life of lies?
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| Sangre de mis manos! |