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Kite ChwètLa kriyeKite ChwètLa releSou tèt legliz laChwèt laPat manje pwaChwèt la enève nan syèllaGen twop vòlè, twopespyonPa gen manti ladan sa
Depi kèk ane, se move, move, vye move Nouvèl sèlman kap simaye e sòti lakay nou Se kidnaping, se vòlè, se vyòl, se visye
Si nous voulons la paix réelle et perdurable Nous devons condamner toutes les violences Par exemple, on tue des bébés innocents Massivement au Moyen-Orient.
Não há diferença entre O fascista da esquerda ou da direita Eles são cruéis e maus Ambos podem ser injustos e racistas.  
Blacks have been killed for centuries By racist nincompoops. These days, racist cops And other slimy creeps are caught on videos
This is a new Jim Crow era, a new ugly system of Apartheid Is going on in America, a crime that we're unwilling to hide. We've been to the mountaintop. We know, for sure, how it is
Crises sur crises Les mamans et les enfants s'évanouissent Crises sur crises Misère sur misère
I saw the trademark on your face the true evil grin and eyes of sin violence covered her body in lace disappeared without a trace I saw the pity the and sorrow on your face Never getting out alive you say how pretty I am with fear imprinted and fr
I saw the trademark on your face the true evil grin and eyes of sin violence covered her body in lace disappeared without a trace I saw the pity the and sorrow on your face Never getting out alive you say how pretty I am with fear imprinted and fr
Why does every planet have a moon? Why can't these words lift up out this tune. Why are there police shooting, innocent kids, like politics are crictal? But this rhymes I'm spitting are lyrical. Guess it's the sign of the days.
Inconsiderate to others Inconsiderate to yourself Why so heartles? Emotionally distraught inside Emotionally froze out Why so heartless? The bully of the pack
Take, take, take, All you do is take Give, give, give, You struggle to give Feed your children Feed your people Allow your kind to thrive To reach the sky Allow them to shine bright
Twisted lies and teary eyes These news titles on the rise Wrong perspectives, strong objectives Activists are the real detectives Police brutality? Our reality? Families surviving on calamity
All across the nation people are searching for retaliation.
Government officials have fallen into the chains of guilty corruption, Our endowed right is no longer the Pursuit of Happiness.  This backfires on our economic production, We the citizens have no wall of security.
There’s Suffering and crying, and a lot of people are still dying World leaders getting richer while their peoples bodies are piling Up to a mountainous top, corpses spewing like the steam from a boiling pot, of Genocide
It was a sunny frid
  Crips and Bloods, robbers and killers. Crips and Bloods, murders and stealers.
  Sweaty palms, the itchy insides of the smoky marsh pits, discolored cloudy eyes with battered Fort Knox thighs,
In theory I never knew the weight of the hoodie. Contrast in its color as it grapes over my skin. Indeed I was mightier with the cape over my lens. Strolling pastimes, my ears were shuttled by noise.
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