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verse - sons and daughters lyrics
we’re the sons and daughters of the poor man, the middle cl-ss man,
forced down to serve by the rich man’s hand. this is the perspective
of a poor dead man’s son, another kid that had to run, another life
struggling in the age of the gun. running was only temporary, i tripped
up and i fell. i’ve learned from what they wanted: silent people living
in h-ll, where we’re taught there’s a price for every man and a price for
every piece of land. thrown into a life of stagnance, your mind’s a jail.
you’re raised for profit and you were born to fail. sometimes stepping out
of line and walking away from all you know is the hardest thing to leave
behind. a new life defined, now we can defy the greedy men with the greenest
of minds. we never wanted to be seen as a commodity, i refuse to be an
object of a vision that blinds me.
aggression.
i gotta break the mold.
aggression.
never let them take control.
aggression.
hands in shackles, mind’s confined to a cage.
aggression.
i won’t stop until i’ve broken every chain.
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