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We making it burn, burn burn, burn, burn, burn, burn
I making it burn, burn burn, burn, burn, burn, burn
As far as I can see, you put a spell on me
May the truth be told
The gold and the roses are burning, burning, burning
I spoke the truth now it's burning like crosses
Fine wine in my cup skeletons in my closet
This is what they promised, roaches by the faucet
Like the roaches raising money to help us get into college
The system was made to keep us afraid
I prefer to speak for myself not speak as a slave
I just started writing a book: How demons behave?
We saw them put a knee on his neck, now he in a cage
Look, I know you hate us because the culture is contagious
Made million dollars out of the limit that they gave us
Went from segregated to interracial relations
With some European models, we sinning like we in Vegas
Let the truth be told, it's no mystery
They reversed, rewrote and engineered history
An separated God from man so watch the plan
But hold up, wait, it's my turn, I'm about to make it
We making it burn, burn burn, burn, burn, burn, burn
I making it burn, burn burn, burn, burn, burn, burn
As far as I can see, you put a spell on me
May the truth be told
The gold and the roses are burning, burning, burning
We've got so much fire, we're so awake
They can't control it, they can't control it
What's free?
Free is when your kids feel safe walking the streets
Free is when there's more blood on the concrete
But how to find peace in land that was stolen, right?
We in the middle like Golan heights
I'm not saying we right, I wonder what it'd be like
To be a Native-American staring at a street light
Really ain't no comparising but that shit is embarrassing
If you came from a family that was racist and arrogant
We in the house and we feel enraged
Every dollar you spend was financed by slave
Old story so I'm turning on a page
Like hold up, wait, it's my turn, I'm bout to make it