They Make us Walk

November 20, 2010
By , Sauk Village, IL
They make us walk,
In and out of places.
Saying you don't belong here,
No more.
But we're all brothers and sisters,
So what's the point of being races.

They me walk,
And tell me to take off my shoes,
And leave them at the door,
They take advantage of me because I'm poor.
They say I can't stay,
Because of the color that lays,
On my skin,
In the places that I can get in,
They make me feel unwelcome,
Like I'm a problem,
Or a step down,
From the level.
So how am I suppose to act civil,
When,

They make us walk,
In and out of places.
Saying you don't belong here,
No more.
But we're all brothers and sisters,
So what's the point of being races.

They make me walk into places,
Saying get were you belong,
Sing a song,
For my family,
To keep them strong.
Because you can quickly get weak,
When they are treating you so wrong.
I can't go here, I can't go there,
I'm back and forth like ping pong.
A hard knock life is my theme song,
Because,

They make us walk,
In and out of places.
Saying you don't belong here,
No more.
But we're all brothers and sisters,
So what's the point of being races.

I can't believe that,
They would believe that,
We are the same.
They must be insane,
Trying to get in our lane.
Don't they see the color,
That lays,
Right on there skin,
I wish I could get rid of them all today.
They try to come and say,
That they should have a chance,
So it's my plan,
To,

Make them walk,
In and out of places.
Because they don't belong here,
No more.
We're not brothers and sisters,
Don't they know what there race is.

I don't see why they just can't see,
That they need to be,
With the rest of there good for nothing family,
I can't believe that they think we are not different.
Just listen,
To them singing there song,
I hope that they all burn in there home.
Just a disgrace,
There should only be one race,
There should go back to puting there face,
Back in the fields,
And pluck and pill,
And feel,
How there kind should fell like,
Cause something about freedom don't feel right,
So I

Make them walk,
In and out of places.
Because they don't belong here,
No more.
We're not brothers and sisters,
Don't they know what there race is.

We shouldn't have to take this,

They make me walk,
In and out of places.
Saying I don't belong here,
No more.
But we're all brothers and sisters,
So what's the point of being races.

They make you walk,
In and out of places.
Saying you don't belong here,
No more.
But we're all brothers and sisters,
So what's the point of being races.

I WON"T TAKE IT,

THEY MAKE ME WALK,
IN AND OUT OF PLACES,
SAYING I DON'T BELONG HERE,
NO MORE,
BUT WE'RE ALL BROTHERS AND SISTERS,
SO WHAT THE POINT OF BEING RACES.





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