well i could never imagine the pain that the mother saw when life takes a turn for the worst and creators all becomes another canvas that will never be completed im a few degrees away and a thousand times defeated my energy is depleted but i wanna stand and fight so we can move the spirit instead travel back into the light i feel the fears and depression fears and aggression woven into society from years of oppression the violence is normalized the silence is horrifying truth is denied and the fact is more are dying you dont have to tell me how you feel cause i can hear it in your cries its hard to listen but listen cause its much harder living it than listening to the hardships still the heart s conditioned to condition the air when they air their conditions keep cool but the more tears sometimes the clearer the vision now what i see been a long time coming the tribe running rocking reaching new peaks so them youngins can finally summit climbin high above and then flying from it up to the skies overstanding the corruption and deconstructing the lies ive seen this country decline trying to keep discussions confined hide the underside over extract and try to undermine damn but i still believe in the truth whether its an mc in a booth or a phd in a suit yo when we yelling protest tell em the feeling is peaceful we profess we pro testify to the will of the people tell them what they must know turn it up loud when we bust flows not in hushed tones speaking up let the trust grow now you dont gotta tell me how you feel cause i can see it in your eyes you dont gotta tell me that the pain is real cause i can hear it in your cry  well its the type of heartbreak that takes more than tears and time to stitch up any wounds and heal the scars they leave behind separation from the fam segregation on the land it was all part of the plan and the blood is on your handsits all divide and conquer colonize and slaughter stabbing at the heart through the backs of our grandfathers now we see our daughters that are disappearing quickly say its through the cracks while ignoring all the history governments be scooping babies way before the 60s when you legalize abduction you legalize the misery so now you see the mystery is really not too complicated justice isnt equally distributed in my observation money could be made while the kids are steady isolated and splitting up a family has now become an occupation and its been part of the occupation since residential schools enforced starvation its a nation with racism here since the start of it hard to let go cause its carved in the heart of it relation to the land and our rise were a part of it roots where i stand i could never depart from it and you dont have to tell me how you feel cause i can see it in your eyes and they dont have to prove to me that the pain is real cause i can hear it in their cries1
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