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Scared of,
who they man the bread crumbs,
the families of dead sons,
and daughters no longer shinning in the red ruM,
scared to see power in different hands,
demands of equality from people in poverty from different lands,
banded together to have everything that was never had,
scared of colors in your white house,
plucking off the white out,
uncovering how the guns and drugs took the flight out,
Uncovering why all of our heroes is gone,
Maps of they homes,
target areas for drones,
scared of different races with their hands in the middle,
fiddling with ideas of bum rushing the privileged,
(smh) scared of the knowledge,
you held hostage, out of our conscious,
For so long you've robbed us,
But MOTHAFU*KAZ!! the zombies is no longer mindless,
so if you never mind us,
watch the revolution turn violent,
behind guns for our respect is where you'll find us ! ,
...yea fear that ..
