I. It’s a family thing To look the other way To enable to grieve To hurt to suffer To trap to hustle To fight to struggle It’s a family thing It must be a family thing II. I don’t believe in ghosts But I believe in spirits I don’t believe electoralism But I believe in revolution III. Politics of the streets That’s just the politics Of the streets Young people die And babies too The police military And intelligence agencies Flood the streets With guns and drugs Then watch as Chaos ensues IV. I’m no one’s puppet I stand with the Creator I stand with the people You can’t prop me up & dress me like a mannequin You can’t pull my strings Because I seek to Be human again V. How many more people Will we lose before We rise as one And determine Our own destiny How much genocide How much murder How much suffering How much plunder Before we unite as one And take what is ours

South Side Blues
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