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F.L.P (For freedom, for love, for peace)
I’m an artist, a rebel
Low key, like the strongest decibel
But I make a point, I serve a purpose
To show you the truth, life is not at all, worthless
Can you hear me, no you can’t
Can you see me, not a chance
My message is clear, but I’m invisible
You solemnly swear, but our freedom is divisible
Our freedom isn’t what it’s made out to be
It never was, and you’ll find that out, if you follow me
I’ll leave a bit of hope, painted on the concrete
Maybe someone will notice as they stomp their feet
Walking by my creation, its an abomination
We cant express ourselves, as promised to our nation
Through our constitution, our bill of rights
This government blinds us, dims our light
Represses the thoughts of a free mind
With the media, its power reigns with tv time
Pollution is surrounding us at every second
Take your eyes off the tube, and maybe you’ll learn a lesson
Our strength lies in the community and peace
Exactly what we are losing by the weeks
Every war, every criminal, all the hate that is created
Is more that love and the mind become separated
We have to become rebels against this reigning monstrosity
Together as one, to stop this mental con, called poverty
I’m an artist, a rebel
Low key, like the strongest decibel
But I make a point, I serve a purpose
To show you the truth, life is not at all, worthless
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