these thorns poking me, resulting in animosity
fondled by the color blue and it's primaries
flowers juggled instantly muffled
pigs sniffing out the the poor and the humbled
black people dying left and right and nothing's changed
a revolution is whats gonna take to flip the game
I ain't even mean to talk about the damaged that's been made
but are we blind to the way that 4 walls legalized slaves?
these thorns poking me, resulting in animosity
the pink hue embedded in the door under me
I opened up and walked thru the vibration of my clarity
a thousand of these pigs ain't stopping me
I fight for my species,
so the next generation will suffer less than we did
don't you dare give up on your people
because if they would have given up on us
we would all still be sex slaves to white people
so say it with brown, black and all of our colored people
we will not stop fighting until we are all equal



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