
1, 2, 3
Bow, Bow, Bow
here them gun sounds
ain’t it so foul
how they want to see us down
instead of controlling the town
put us away
keep us caged
making sure we feel the pain
by tearing up families, what can I say?
this ain’t how it’s supposed to be
we’re supposed to be kings and queens/ expanding out humanity
but instead we see division, not unity
how can it ever be achieved?
through brotherly love
but having love
pshh...that’s such a lie
wrapped in disguise
because nowadays people only care about the lovely genocide
Conscious state of mind
Lookin out on our streets
Seeing these youngin’
Out here slinging the heat
They don’t know, they don’t know
The system set against them
please bless em
Give them another way
There’s gotta be another way
To open their eyes
To see the demise
That’s disguised
With false riches
Help us escape the lovely Genocide
About the Creator
Dalton “Statz” Cline
What’s up everybody? This is Statz. I am a spiritually-influenced conscious hip hop artist/spoken word artist. With this platform, I will provide lyrics to my songs and poems. Check me out! You’ll definitely enjoy!

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