Kids From the Deuce are Simply a Different Breed

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For so long, I’n’I feel as if we’re not a part of this world. For all of it’s representatives are so secretive. So far there’s very little love and an abundance of hatred. Now, is this the legacy I leave for my children? When they think that it’s peace and safety, you know it’s sudden destruction. Living here there is no security. One god, one aim, one destiny.

Ey, revolution cry. Jah will never forsake I. Freedom ain’t freedom if you force it. And peace achieved through war is not peace. Equality don’t mean nothing if you fake it and we already know more than they believe. 

How many of us feel superior to others in some part of our lives? See, man has always strived to be the better, and from his brothers his true feelings hide.

Ey, revolution cry.