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god-des - struggle lyrics

so many years, they’re uncountable
women haven’t been able to reach their full potential
being kept by child bearing and domestic duties
witches and b-tches sewing st-tches and b-ttons
always doing something
without women we’d have nothing
s-xual responsibilities
i can’t believe we have our sanity
the most profitable opportunities have
always been in the business of selling our p-ssies
now we can both keep loose in the rope
but we can’t go to far or we choke
domestic abuse and rape are more common
than p-rno tapes
the religious faith still puts us in our place
and the media creates an unhealthy
anorexic society
they’re not fooling me
i know where they want me to be
this one thing i can see, yeah
this one thing i can see

struggle
black, brown, straight, g-y or white
we all struggle in this thing we call life
even though we don’t agree, we shouldn’t fight
its hard enough to stand up to the daily right

“but what about me”
a black man in slavery
bl–dy skies clack clack
i wanna see but i can’t see
ripped from my country and family
couldn’t speak my language
diseases contagious, chained and beat
worked in 100 degree heat
no peace
auction blocks
an industry supported by cops
getting knocked off quicker than cotton
this box
political talks leading to our freedom
but how free can we be in segregated schools
treated like fools
mississippi burnings, lynchings, and hangings
kkks raging wars
on martin and malcolm fighting harder than muhammad ali
situation really f-cking sh-tty
now we in 0-3 with no political power
staring at the projects towers
no pretty flowers
just bl–dy showers
uh, so don’t you dare call me a coward

struggle
black, brown, straight, g-y or white
we all struggle in this thing we call life
even though we don’t agree, we shouldn’t fight
its hard enough to stand up to the daily right

but what about the g-ys enslaved in the holocaust days
pink and black triangles paved the way
they tagged us as f-ggots
treated us like maggots
swept us away with the rest of the -ss
where’s my history cl-ss?
trapped in closets
if we came out, hated by society
minorities, even by our own families
d-mn it’s crazy
that a few of the brave threw stones to show their rage
in this new age
americans say “f-ggot” and “dyk-” as often as they say like
oh my god, did you see that dog
matthew shepard, teena brandon, many others dead
if we not dead, we f-cked in the head
my bed has become
the most popular political forum
cliques of old durham
creates ideas of gender
i’m offender
people say we can p-ss
but its that same concept that keeps us oppressed
it’s a test every day
not to be a mess
i’m trying to do my best
but its really f-cking hard to be g-y
that’s all i got to say
but we all struggle in our own way
so

struggle
black, brown, straight, g-y or white
we all struggle in this thing we call life
even though we don’t agree, we shouldn’t fight
its hard enough to stand up to the daily right

- god des lyrics

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