Identity lies with in our soul,
What makes us is really what we make.
Finding ourselves is really creating ourselves
Being true to ourselves and not a fake
Angered by destinies hardships
Flattered by simplicities of life
Endangering our hopes with a wish
That seems to reach beyond our skies
We want to die with much dignity
Or do I say a lie?, am I mistaken?
It's like 2 plus 2, filled with simplicity
But our pride it seems, we are misplacing
It took me long for I was stubborn
Like a stump, my head in the ground
Placed upon my heart a crown of thorns
In the ocean of blood I almost drowned
I'm leaving behind one more question
Is it pride when we die for our hood or color
One last thing I would also like to mention
Why? die together, when we can live together
What ever we do, we do it together
Look at your skin, is it not brown?
Till you meet true brown pride we will never
Only will meet our ending for
You see together we will drown
What makes us is really what we make.
Finding ourselves is really creating ourselves
Being true to ourselves and not a fake
Angered by destinies hardships
Flattered by simplicities of life
Endangering our hopes with a wish
That seems to reach beyond our skies
We want to die with much dignity
Or do I say a lie?, am I mistaken?
It's like 2 plus 2, filled with simplicity
But our pride it seems, we are misplacing
It took me long for I was stubborn
Like a stump, my head in the ground
Placed upon my heart a crown of thorns
In the ocean of blood I almost drowned
I'm leaving behind one more question
Is it pride when we die for our hood or color
One last thing I would also like to mention
Why? die together, when we can live together
What ever we do, we do it together
Look at your skin, is it not brown?
Till you meet true brown pride we will never
Only will meet our ending for
You see together we will drown
