I STOMP MY FEET IN REBELLION

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Our people are still found hanging from trees…
…Suicide?
I stomp my feet in REBELLION
Killing each other over red and blue?
…Colors that don't want you
I stomp my feet in REBELLION
You're still a niggah and will always be
…You'll never be a real part of society?
I stomp my feet in REBELLION
Drugs flowed into our neighborhoods out of nowhere
…These are the problems that plague our inner cities?
I stomp my feet in REBELLION
Stopping our people while driving in expensive cars
…"Where did you people get that kind of money?"
I stomp my feet in REBELLION
Brothers and sisters say that it's not their fight
…While we are dying in the very neighborhoods that they left behind?
I stomp my feet in REBELLION
Brothas on the Down Low?
…Bring home H.I.V. and AIDS
I stomp my feet in REBELLION
Amerikkka is fighting in the Middle East?
…When the real fight is here in our own back yards
I stomp my feet in REBELLION
I cross my arms across my chest
With a scowl on my face looking at these problems with detest
We need to place all these problems under full unpardoned arrest
…So until then
I WILL STOMP MY FEET IN REBELLION

Written by Mama Mickey

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