Friday, October 30, 2009

Inspire me.

Beat me. hate me. You can never break me. Will me. thrill me. You can never kill me. Jew me, sue me. Everybody do me. Kick me, kike me. Don't you black or white me.

Tell me what has become of my life. I have a wife and two children who love me. I am the victim of police brutality, now. I'm tired of bein' the victim of hate. You're rapin' me of my pride. Oh, for God's sake. I look to heaven to fulfill its prophecy...Set me free.

Tell me what has become of my rights. Am I invisible because you ignore me? Our proclamation promised me free liberty. I'm tired of bein' the victim of shame. They're throwing me in a class with a bad name. I can't believe this is the land from which I came.

You know I do really hate to say it. The government don't wanna see. But if Roosevelt was livin'. He wouldn't let this be.

I never thought this song was so deep. michael jackson people. michael joseph jackson.

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