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Untouchable

Suite 61

Splice

Chorus: (Singing) I see that you're hurting and you're feeling alone/ your spirit is broken and your body is torn/  you fight another day, just to take another fall /you try to brush it (off), but you can't… My brothers and sisters we’ve got to carry on

Verse: Life is not fair nor easy no matter your situation/ you could be a millionaire/ constantly living in fear/ do to the demons you facing/ or better yet you're living check to check, trying to stretch your dollar for the week/ the company you work for they make billions but they can't afford to increase your salary?/ minimum wage is a joke that there is just for kids/ trying to feed a family of 4 that aint no way to live/ I swear something’s got to give and I promise it won’t be our will/ be(cause) our will is harder than steel/ and we use that steel to build/ Freedom Tower’s to show these cowards (terrorist)/ that the power’s ours/ even if they knock us down (WTC) we shall rebound/ And we will never give in/ cause our blessings out weigh our sins/ lets begin, come on

Chorus Repeat 

Verse (2): Sometimes it’s hard to keep pushin(g), when you don’t see no (any) progress/ And everyday you take a step forward, and every night you digress/ Child of the projects, limited opportunities/ the ghetto is indelible due to our lack of unity/ ignorance and buffoonery/ similar to the coonery/ we saw back in the day, my people don’t let it ruin the/ chance we have/ to change the path/ of what’s begun/ be a father to your daughter and raise your son/ But that love don’t (doesn’t) matter/ when the streets get colder, and them kids need dada/ to be more than just a good man they need you to be a provider/ So the demons that’s inside ya/ pride ya/ to be a rider/ So you strap on ya gat and go grab your mask and gloves/ and go try to use your hate for love/ … No No

Chorus Repeat

Verse (3): Everyday we send our kids to school/ and pray to God that they come home soon/ cause it seems like every week  in the news another motherfucker done shot up a homeroom/ Where’s the justice, I say where's the peace/ Matter fact fuck peace, I need a piece, and a time machine to kill these motherfuckers where they sleep/ in the streets we expect the pain but those doors should be sacred/ we are trapped in a Matrix/ laced with sin and hatred/ using difference in races/ (or)subtle shift in our faces/ as reasons to not relate with/ people we congregate with/ understand what unites us is more than what separates us/ anything that divides us/ is introduced from outsiders/ we live in a time of violence/ where nonsense get you silenced/ and bullets don't have names/ and shooters don't have aim/ I swear to God it's insane the way to cops treat our little’s/ it's okay to shoot a nigga over hoodie and some skittles/ if you don't like a young black mans music pull a pistol/ in Florida called it a mistrial/ I wish I could arm them with missiles/ but all I got is books and these pencils/ cause knowledge is the key/ if there ever going to be free/


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