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They don’t understand our situation
They say they do behind their t.vs. and CNN
Half hearted donations
Safe behind locked doors and minivans
Saying “Just go to school, just get a job”
“work hard and you’ll get your due”
“This I promise you”
While they take my taxes and spend it on 

Killing people like me
Citizens, innocent women and children
People of different colored skin

Blaming people like me, saying that I’m the reason 
Why America is going downhill
Losing moralities
Shootouts and killings

They just don’t understand our situation 

This is a war
Soldiers outlined in chalk 
Concrete Angels
We don't bring the violence
Violence seeks us

They just don't understand the damn situation

They  think that I love to live
In poverty, dejection
Never seeing my parents because they work minimum wage jobs
Pushing them until their bones grind

And it’s my rage against the damn machine this time

Myself, working two occupations
with a lower class education
Trying to take advantage of what
My situation
Can dish out to me
I’m squeezing out the last flippin’ penny
Taking 9 classes at a time

War against the poor, right?
The rich get richer and the poor worse off
Then when it all started

Playing my only trump card over and over
But when they change the rules, what’s my future
Going to be?
Yes, this is my future, so leave it up to me
Stay behind the damned SUVS and flippin’
Suburbia Universe, Leave it to Beaver
To hack off my opportunities 
Because I’m sick and tired of 

False Robin Hoods running around like their saving the world
But really, they are just
Robbin’ hoods

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