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Down on the ground?

Down on the ground?

Tears flow the streets as handcuffs and guns force the peace
Struggling in the hood, all we want is justice for our peeps
Stranded, broken home, blue flashing lights, only way I could see at night
Travelling, poet alone, church candle alight, praying to god for a better life

Down on the ground
Down on the ground
A bullet will kill you
Down on the ground

Faith will keep me going, my brothers, sisters and the lord only knows it
White homies pretending to be street, the fact is they're still privileged
Depression, oppression, is killing our creative expression
Disillusion of progressing, is filling the ghetto with pollution

Down on the ground
Down on the ground
A bullet will kill you
Down on the ground

People running their mouth like they get around
Police sirens at the 7/11 is a youngbloods sound
How many more shots need to be fired aloud
Before the gospel choir sing upon soiled mounds

Justice?
Police the police?
Skin colour
Why does it matter!
A heart within us, has the same beat!
We're the same, but walk different streets
Down on the ground?
Down on the ground?
A bullet will kill you
Down on the ground?
This drives my anger!
All lives should matter!!
This is me
Who are you?

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