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Pump Your Fist

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Pump your fist, pump your fist

Pump your fist, pump your fist

Pump your fist, pump your fist

Pump your fist, pump your fistCan you feel it, tension in the air? Racism, violence everywhere

Davis Howard, beach bumpers and Brawley, it appalls me now

Is there really racial justice? It's time that we discussed this

I'm disgusted and I don't trust it, what's this about?New evidence brings doubt on who took King out

Must have had clout, he took the Kennedy route

Witness stories contradict and conflictions make black men

Say it had to end, it won't happen againPump your fist, pump your fist

Pump your fist, pump your fist

Pump your fist, pump your fist

Pump your fist, pump your fistCan you hear me, hittin' home? Knowledge is the danger zone

Liars and bigots and hypocrites start to panic, they get frantic

Power generated by the truth, it's time to educate the youth

The lust for money is out of control, here's proofDrugs always a tragic endin', and at the risk of spendin' time in jail

Caught on a bum sale they persist knowin' death's a risk

Ignorance is bliss, they kill their race and chump their face

They deserved to get dissedPump your fist, pump your fist

Pump your fist, pump your fist

Pump your fist, pump your fist

Pump your fist, pump your fistWe feel the wrath, of what happened in the past

Has made us walk a path made by slavery, no bravery

We lost our unity our source of power

And we lost all race pride in our HolocaustIt's my creed, I'm from a stronger breed

My ancestors indeed had to bleed, whipped till they were freed

And now I look back and say How, how did we allow physical slavery?"

Never again I'll vowPump your fist, pump your fist

Pump your fist, pump your fist

Pump your fist, pump your fist

Pump your fist, pump your fistBut are we free? In actuality, let's talk reality, can't you see?

The slave mentality is a sickness that eats you up like cancer

And money's not the answer, won't advance ya

Why take a chanceYa just a lame, sellin' drugs for fame, that's the weak man's game

It's a shame, got the chains on your brain, you're givin'

Drugs to kids and livin' half your life in prison, God's forgivin'

But you got to work with himDistortion, confusion, equality, illusion

Justice, collusion, no racism, delusion

History, erased it, lives, wasted

Victory, tasted, drugs, face itKnowledge, wisdom, educational, system

Blurred, vision, lies, dis 'em

Voice, loud, black, proud

Truth, vowed, no sellouts, allowed

Pump your fist

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