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Sick of hearing you, ranting about goddamn bullshits
It's f*cking time to reaffirm that we don't share
The same goddamn opinion
We'll never let you go; we'll never let them die
We're not the ones that you'll pretend;
We'll fight for more until the f*cking end
Be prepared for our badass revolution
We got enough power for the badass ignition
Let's take a goddamn look to what you have done
They are not your slaves, look what you have done
You must integrate yourself, live as I tell you to
Go where I tell you to, eat what I tell you to
You little white do you live in ghetto? Wash with a basin?
Why don't you understand they don't miss you when you leave?
Give them money to feed their family, far from a wage
How the hell can you sleep without nightmares?
You don't treat them as human beings
You who earn twice more than what you would earn here
Whereas there you have half less needs
They are not your slaves, look what you have done
Got it right, got it less, we don't care, it's a mess
Everything you're telling us is lie
Pill them up in public housings or in deportation rooms
Then you expel them, so how the hell can you pretend to be their bro?
You don't share anything with them, don't share their misery
Don't you understand? Useful to tell you should agree
And accept that you're not the Man, just a man
And that man, ain't a MAN. Do we have to remind you, little white
That we're not the same? it's not a shame!
Little white you're no god
They are not your slaves, look what you have done
Want some more, there you go, be back for the solo
Everything you're telling us ain't fine
You say they're not like us, I say you're not like us
You say they must evolve, I say we must revolt
Everyone has a culture, everyone some traditions
Everyone a way of life, and everyone is different
And that makes our world not yours
They are not your slaves, look what you have done