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I was born in a small village I was still a child when we were raided by soldiers Foreign soldiers Torn from my elders, I was made to speak their language With each new post, my masters changed Along with the words they made me speak With each change, I changed too My thoughts, personality, how I saw right and wrong Words can kill Time and again, the country was ruled by a foreign tongue When he was young boy, he lost his native language The bedrock for any developing child His country, his family, his face, his identity Everything was stolen from him Meet me on the corner, I be waiting on you Thousand years of better right into forever Fire on my feathers, far from out of heaven Fight without a weapon, life without a lesson Lost, I'm my own boss, pay my own cost Fill my own goals, see my own hopes Tired of all of this, wish I had a switch One kiss then you cut me off Knowledge is the power, college is for cowards Hollering for hours, swallowing the sour Skin stuck around the rims, peeking in on a life so sweet The other side made it, why don't we From ancient times, every civilization's ruler has had the same idea When people unite under one will, they become stronger than the sum of their parts and what do rulers use to bring people together Language This world will become one, I have found the way Race, tribal affiliations, national borders even our faces will be irrelevant The world that the boss envisioned will finally become a reality and it will make mankind whole again Found a friend in the words and my words and it works Take away the pain, take away the hurt Make a way to make a change, make it sane Specially if you plan on staying on this Earth Low to the lows, high to the highs Eyes to the sky, strive to revive, dying to survive Pool full of cries but it's cool, I'm still alive And every breath is every left soul And the family never kept whole In the slum, want to quest to be the best of being less Never let go, the best road to the next level And the scenes where it's mean to do the right thing Not to be a good king but the best devil So it's horns for the crown, torn from the ground Roses by the roots stolen from the roofs on parade days Look at them rain down I was brought here a slave But I leave here a pharaoh America is a country of liberty, a meeting of immigrants Instead of simply assimilating, its citizens live alongside others So the major sought a system that used information Words to control the subconscious In his eyes, the greatest symbiotic parasite the world's ever known isn't microbial it's linguistic Words is what keep civilization, our world, alive If you are what you say you are, the coolest Won't you just shine down You are what you say you are, the coolest Won't you just shine down