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Your chlorinated water comes through colluded rusted pipes ;
your city taxes you to clean it up;
 your house is torn down so they can build a strip mall;
 they ridicule you and at the school of your child the gym teacher tells you that your top your child is too small;
 to small to play basketball well welcome aboard ;
coming enjoy:
 Those freedom that's enslaved in your mind ;
come one come;
 all rich or poor;
 it's all a systematic circumspective Rhythmatic listed brawl and the poor said;

 sis Boom bah
 
what you got is ;
that all in the Ritz;
And the rich said

 Kumbaya 

what you got, that's all you;
 get and the good said ;

sis boom ba 

and the bad said ;
cool by ya  yo,
so the rich want tax shelters;
 while the poor just want to be sheltered;
 so I can dominate you more;
 your rights aren't right;
 unless you're United with the new laws of the land;
 used to be anyone could spank your child properly ;
they were raised by The Village but now it's against the law ;
police shooting teens and men,;
 when they're running away ;
while facing their backs shot by  bad police ;
Faces artist refuse to draw;
Standard rules dictated society don't obeys the laws;
 when asked to stop and listen to every word they say;
 and be careful don't be dismayed ;
don't show a cell phone, wallet or water gun you better be careful;
no need to apologize;
I am not one of those guys;
and the people say

 sis boom bah 

and I wonder if I am one of those guys;
so the public cries and wonders why this world in denialism;
And sometimes the main reason there's so many men in prison; 
These are not my options nor opinions;
But news releases of some factual events;
So those covenants don't represent;
The healings we need and want; 
And the person said your forgiven
And the jury said not guilty
And the church said AMEN
And citizens said Sis boom ba
And the church said AMEN
And the sinners said I repent
And voices in your head said
I am loved
As the crowd sings Kumbaya
 who is just 
This is the way of the world
 and in these views of this, these news I am sure;
 non cured they give the evil of this world;
 repetitive human beings still need to be held and hold;
 forgiven and assured that they are loved,
 from the one above so I celebrate and say ;
as I fall on my knees I will continue to pray ;

As the people continually say...

??. SIS BOOM BA
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