I break free from the grasp that wanna hold me down. Voicing my opinions,
making a loud sound.

We gotta fight for the rights that makes us FREE, wearing the cloths that
lets me do me.

I got that fire, I gotta break the line, living life, before time runs out.

Not everythings gotta be black, not everything pure is white, we raise our
voice, and take it to new heights

Raise your fist, figtht to be heard changing the world with my words

Knowing what I wants, doing what I gots, I'm just a young nigga outta
Watts.
 
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