SELF EXPLANITORY.
Push me down kick me, spit in my face,
still I rise to the top, for thats my rightful place.
Place me in poverty, surrounded by evil,
Posatively I push foward uplifting my people.
Stereotype me as a thug, Red skinned savage,
I’m not out robbing people, pushing flower or cabbage.
Bust up my school make me a minority,
Still I rise place myself with the majority.
Confuse my mind with your traditional false prophet,
Still I rise out the smut I’m coming you can’t stop it.
Still I rise through racism hattred & fear,
Still I rise & move gracefully like a gazelle or deer.
Still I riseInevitally like yeast in a oven,
Chin up * chest out when you see me comin.
Walk like a man God’s piece of art,
Still I rise to the top, Simply because I have the HEART!
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