If we were to be set free
Could we really call it a victory
So many people have died fighting for this cause
So many innocent people at that
Our ancestors,the ones who so called started this war
Well not start, but the first to retaliate
They told stories of a day we'd all be equal
That one day no matter the race,religion,or the color of your skin we'd all would be united
No matter how unlikely this dream seemed at the time they continued to fight to make it reality
Using both words and actions they fought
Many of which would never see this dream in action
Because of them we have come a long way
From being whipped in the cotton field
To somewhat being acknowledged as human beings
Now my brothers and sisters all alike
It is time to end this everlasting war
For their sake and our own
It is time to rise as one
One and no more than one

We try so hard to control the past
But the past is gone is it not
So why waste our time on something that already occurred
Instead of moving forward like we were meant to do
And you wonder why we walk with a limp
Instead of taking long strides with just as much pride
Well I'll tell you why ,cause it clear you're blind
We stagger forward because we can't let go of the dead weight
You know the struggle that should of been left behind
And I know what many of y'all are thinking right now
"why would I forget the past that made who I am"
Well see there I'm not telling you to forget it
Because the past is the key to the future
It is what will guide us to the next step of life
So let the past do what it was meant to
Let it be your guidance
And not a ten thousand pound boulder that holds you back
Don't let the pass force you to crawl
Stand tall
Look it in the eyes and say,"I conquered you"
Because that's what you should do
That's what we all should do
Become the master of our past and use it to look forward to the future
I promise you it's ten times better than being on the floor

Fire...
Such a misunderstood element
Only seen as destruction
As if it's darkness itself

But fire isn't the annihilater it is sought out to be
It has saved more lives than it has destroyed
Though because it has destroyed at all, no one seems to recognize the good it has done
It's sad actually

In ancient times fire was feared
It was known as the element we see today
But as time went on it became an ally
It saved us from an era of darkness

It became our source of light
We began to cook with it
We Even started to mold items that we still use today
But fire is the enemy

On those cold chilly nights what is the first think you think of
Most people would think of heat
And from that we usually began to search for this heat
In most cases where does it lead us...

I know for my family it lead us to the fireplace
Keyword "fire"
It was probably the only time back then we would sit there and laugh together
Those few nights we were actually a family

And it's funny fire is the enemy
We use fire like a trash bag
When we need it we pull it out knowing we're going to dispose of it later
We should be ashamed of ourselves

Fire...
Such a misunderstood element
But one thing is for sure
Fire is not the enemy

They call me childish but I laugh with these eyes
The crimson tears that once flooded the skies
Always being looked down upon as if I'm Satan's child
The struggle is real and I don't know why
I'm just an innocent child who just wanted to survive
Fighting the tough battle that'll lead to his demise
Being weakened for reasons only god knows why
Stumbling on ever twig that he passes by  

But why...

I justed wanted to live my life
I didn't ask to be stuck beneath these skies
But what does one expect from an orphan in deskies
Blooded tears leaking from his broken eyes
If only they knew the truth
The pain I try so hard to deny
Calling home a box in the street
Curling up in a ball trying to maintain the heat

This life...

I would reach out calling out for mom
But mom is gone probably getting high again
There goes my lunch money dad was kind enough to give
Too bad papa don't want me refusing to take me in
He knows mom is an addict but he just looks at me saying I'll survive
Ha I'll survive after I starve to death
Because I have too much pride to be on the streets begging for money
Only for it to be used for my mother's "food"
It ain't my fault my parent's abandoned me
sigh why this life gotta be so hard


I didn't...

I'm so weak I can't complain no more
My legs feel like rubber and my stomach continues to growl
I can feel my life span shortening searching for a sad relief
It's the end for me, god please set me free
I crawl in desperation settling for the crumbs I find on the ground
Look at me pathetic
It's sad how life did me so wrong

ask for...?

Who would dare ask for this
I just wanted to be a normal if you know what I mean
I want to yell at my parent's saying I hate them
Knowing they still love no matter what
But that's not the case for I
The child that is about to die leaving my cursing why

But why this life I didn't ask for?

There is no more happiness
No more emotions
You attacked my joy
Now it is just the end

Key after key I would play
Attempting to find the perfect sound
But now those keys have been silenced
And soon you'll be through the ground

No words can be said
Only tears that now fall in its place
Rhythm is no more,
Rhythm is now quiet

She was so young
And I took care of her with pride
Now she is dead
And now I...

Seven years I waited
Only to lose her in seven seconds
I tried to play her one last time
But she couldn't even cry

Her faint beautiful voice fights to escape
But she has been imprisoned within her own case
I'm sorry brother,
But you must pay!

They told us to wait,so we did
We waited nearly two hundred years,but where are we still
The black man is still not free
We are still a slaves to society
The society we built, and would not had been here if we didn't come
In the southern peach state of jawja
A confederate flag hangs high and proud
The very flag that implanted darkness in every little black boy's and every little black girl's heart
Are you series?
Is this what you call
"freedom"
A land wherever we go we are being descriminated against as if we're criminals
We never really asked to come here
You kidnapped our ancestors from their homes
NOW YOU WANT TO TREAT US AS IF WE DON'T BELONG
Newsflash
WE DON'T!
We were never supposed to be here
But you thought it was okay when were "slaves"
Truth be told we still are
It's just now that our shackles are invisible to the naked eye
Is it wrong all we want is to be treated as if we are humans
Feel like we belong somewhere
It's too late for us to go back home
This is our home now
So please just let us just be **free

Hey, what’s the story and what’s the crack?
I am white and you are black.
God made me and God made you,
Respect is what we got to do.
We cut our fingers, we bleed the same,
Different colors but different names.
We have things in common,
We like fun and games,
We run, we jump, we hop and skip,
And let no bad words pass our lips.
Because respect is what we got to do,
Respect from me and respect from you.