We must fight
The good fight
Changing wrongs to rights.
Like malcolm x -
Kissed off his slave name,
Kissed off his masters god,
Raised his fist in righteous rage.
And dr. king doesnt rest in peace
Due to the spread of this disease.
The clock
Has struck thirteen
For all us pups in centerville -
cause this triage
Ain't no solution.
Heaven help the man who cant sing or dance.
Who cast the stone at wwii
bout the good neighbor turnin on the jew -
When time will recall us in the same breath,
You and me?
Fight the good fight.
The scope gun of indifference
Is trained on our souls.
The gravespin of heroes
Seeds the cloud with dust and blood.
Not buried deep enough
To distance the thunder of truth.
Bullys are cowards naturally,
Spin on one and sink your knee,
Right the wrongs of history.
Fight the good fight.
The scope gun of indifference
Is trained on our souls.
Whoo-hoo-hoo.
The gravespin of heroes
Sees the clouds of dust and blood.
Not buried deep enough.
Better bullet-proof your boy.
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