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Now here we rise from the ashes of our failures
We all have our flaws
But what makes us who we are is how we choose to live with them
My lungs, are calloused over with redemption
I choose to breathe the hate of this world
I have been broken
But its made me who I am
Shattered self, held by reflection
I can't be fixed
I've become my own risk
Ive been sentenced, to live in this broken world
Wounds will heal and show the times when
We learned that we can prevent them
This is our time
Now and forever
We stand together
Stong
We Stand Together
Breathe in the hate of the world
Exhale resistance
I have been broken
But its made me who I am
Shattered self, held by reflection
I can't be fixed
I've become my own risk
I've been sentenced, to live in this broken, beautifully tainted
World
It comes down to us
On how we handle the hard times
You know you've truly given in
When you decide to run
How can we all live without understanding who we are
How can we pretend to think that flawless is perfection
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In Lights
04:18
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Everyone
They have a story
That is their own
The struggles that this life brings us
Are ours alone
Where
Is your hope in the darkest situations
I
Am on my own but I know
I'm not alone
This time I can see clear
In lights these walls cast greater shadows
I have a voice, a voice will be heard
Do not be afraid to move on
Believe,theres something more
When no one, can do it for us
In time, our actions dictate
Who we are, and just how strong we can be
Rise up
And let your presence be known
I may be on my own, but I am not alone
We all can't forget to give ourselves
Give ourselves a reason to breathe
Our time is too short to let others write our story
I refuse to trade who I am for the acceptance of others
This is who I am
This is who I am
This is who I am
Everyone
They have a story
that is their own
And the struggles that this life brings us
Define who we are
This is me
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Transmission third world war third round
A decade of the weapon of sound above ground
No shelter if youre looking for shade
I lick shots at the brutal charade
As the polls close like a casket
On truth devoured
Silent play in the shadow of power
A spectacle monopolized
The cameras eyes on choice disguised
Was it cast for the mass who burn and toil?
Or for the vultures who thirst for blood and oil?
Yes a spectacle monopolized
They hold the reins, stole your eyes
All the fistagons the bullets and bombs
Who stuff the banks
Who staff the party ranks
More for Gore or the son of a drug lord
None of the above fuck it cut the cord
Lights out guerilla Radio sponsored links
Turn that shit up
Contact I highjacked the frequencies
Blockin the beltway
Move on DC
Way past the days of bombin MCs
Sound off Mumia guan be free
Who gottem yo check the federal file
All you pen devils know the trial was vile
Army of pigs try to silence my style
Off em all out that box its my radio dial
Lights out guerilla Radio
Turn that shit up
It has to start somewhere
It has to start sometime
What better place than here
What better time than nowAll hell cant stop us now
All hell cant stop us nowAll hell cant stop us now
All hell cant stop us now
All hell cant stop us now
All hell cant stop us now
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