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How you gonna win if you ain't right within?
7:09 p.m. | 2003-03-03

Have you learned something new?/ Did you read a tree today?/ Did you build a bridge or two/ Or left a few to decay?/ Have you suprised yourself?/ Did you make an effort today?/ Did you give support or help/ Or left it for another day?

The wood splinters and cracks/ Caution cruising ignored decks!/ Burning ghettos settle/ Survive for something little/ The rot will spread unchecked/ Caution on your safe, white decks!

Why listen to the lies?/ Did a black man hurt you?/ Is your asshole boss white/ Or do colors stick it to you?/ Have you looked for yourself?/ Did you make an effort today?/ Did "Cops" give you honest help/ And left truth for another day?

The world spits and crackles/ Caution smoking tobacco!/ White guys sit by and buy/ While kids inhale and die/ Cancer will spread unchecked/ Caution spending your white checks!

There is no color sacred/ Save green old white guys with beady green eyes/ No line gone uncrossed/ Save buying your own lies, you evil rich styes/ You irritate me so/ Save your humanity; buried and lost in time/ You'll get yours and I'll get mine/ You feel scared and I feel fine

No black man fired millions to make millions/ No black man increased military spending suspending education/ Before believing race hype/ Look at your race experiences/ I have only been hurt by white so why are we afraid of night?/ Have you hugged a brother today?

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I want to be your pillow/ Let me be your tears/ Let me see your fear/ Let me up to your window/ Let me wake up to you face up/ And you gazing down/ From gaps of hair/ And lifted frowns/ Heavy like pounds/ Our love will hammer on and on

I want to be your quilt/ Let me be your mirror/ Let me show you clearer/ Let me climb your stilts/ Let me tape up your old break-up/ And save you bravely/ From civil wars/ From that hate street/ And you cave me/ With eyes that hammer on and on

Clouds will pass on by/ Like taxis in the sky/ Pressed flowers always dry/ Ever time makes man cry/ The waters of my eyes/ Will keep you young/ Like rain for jungles/ And you for I

I want to be the best/ Let me be your champ/ Let me be your lamplight/ Let me slumber on your breast/ Let me make up all your make-up/ And you plain-faced/ From giving gods/ That special place/ Where lips are spaced/ "Love you" whispers on and on.

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