My eyes will not be denied what’s rightfully mine.

A lifetime of truth after unrooting all these American lies.

A grain of sand under struggle & oppression will one day shine.

We that are awake will no longer be in the decline.

Strong Black intellectual man on the rise will accomplish colonial demise.

We march & fight keeping our eye on the prize.

Revolution I speak this illusion of freedom life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness like America it’s all bullshit to me.

Guns drawn starring a barrel in the face just because the color of my skin. 

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