We're not friends
We're meant to be enemies
That's what blacks and whites are meant to be
At least that's what I've been learning
That's what I see
I see color changes the way we look as a whole , and as a team
Because of color we get shot down in the streets
Because of color we fear for our lives
Because of color we are fighting for our rights?
The right to live , love , & be alright
We have a fear of being free
This ain't back in the day
Does that mean anything?
Us " slaves " have made our own names.
Us " monkeys " helped shape this country.
We are all one and the same ,
Cause when we die
We all will share the same grave
We all have a voice ,
We all are brave
Color isn't anything but another way for us to separate
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