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I never knew my sister hurt as much as she did
Sticks and stones break bones but my words broke her ribs
She can't breathe she's oppressed and I don't give her a chance
I try to dumb her down every time she tries to take a stance
Her looks aren't good enough, she's not as light as I want her
I want them light damn near white, with all the hate of our culture
Repeat 1000 times, all over social media
Put it on magazines, album covers, when she turns the TV on
I'd drive her into a corner of confliction with inner-self
The black boy has become the downfall of her health
The institutionalized thoughts are like cancer within societies
Telling her beauty is one color and never in other varieties
Tell my sister I'm sorry, my mother is of resemblance
How could I say that she's ugly when beauty's truly melanin?
How could I say I don't love her and leave for a white woman
Who only wants me to piss off her father, mother, and brothers
Who used to hunt us in sheets, while children hid under covers
Young brothers petrified wishing they could protect their mothers
Their father is being tortured. Their lives are misfortune
They're provided with lies, as if they're prescriptions that bring comfort
We'll start to blame it on our color, and start blaming each other
Divided we will remain, Willie Lynch keeps pushing forward
Even though he's pushing daisies, his analysis stirs us crazy
To the point where we have become the meaning of hatred
The evil, the darkness, the shadow of doom
Across cultures, darker people suffer most, why?
Because us boys have made it worse for our own kind after time
And time after time, sister turns the blind eye
She lets me back in even though I'm the reason she cries
I never knew my sister hurt as much as she did
But I know now, and wish I could make the pain distant
Wish I could make the world different, just so she can smile
My sister's hurting I'll carry her weight for now.
