Cole was his name Thought we were friends I thought but that was a gam
At an early age I had to learn what right and wrong
I had to learn why I was being spit on and picked on
And why I had to get up and move along and just keep moving in the struggle
Because life is just a big tuggle between black and white
Oops sorry I meant right and wrong
Because in America there is no pound sounding gong
That vibrates your ears to a core and stirs your bones until you feel sore
There is no justice no peace if there was why is there still war in the Middle East
At least can we acknowledge then problems at hand
Can we remind you of what you did to me and my family
We were beat hung tied fried spied on we were called on to your footrest
And now that I'm upset and the ground has shook and the tables are turning your tearing For help from your Grand dad's wealth getting me arrested
For standing for my human rights
I swear have you ever read the bill of rights
Have you ever felt the pain of seeing your blood stained on the ground
Cole was his name
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Cole was his name Thought we were friends I thought but that was a gam
At an early age I had to learn what right and wrong
I had to learn why I was being spit on and picked on
And why I had to get up and move along and just keep moving in the struggle
Because life is just a big tuggle between black and white
Oops sorry I meant right and wrong
Because in America there is no pound sounding gong
That vibrates your ears to a core and stirs your bones until you feel sore
There is no justice no peace if there was why is there still war in the Middle East
At least can we acknowledge then problems at hand
Can we remind you of what you did to me and my family
We were beat hung tied fried spied on we were called on to your footrest
And now that I'm upset and the ground has shook and the tables are turning your tearing For help from your Grand dad's wealth getting me arrested
For standing for my human rights
I swear have you ever read the bill of rights
Have you ever felt the pain of seeing your blood stained on the ground
Cole was his name
At an early age I had to learn what right and wrong
I had to learn why I was being spit on and picked on
And why I had to get up and move along and just keep moving in the struggle
Because life is just a big tuggle between black and white
Oops sorry I meant right and wrong
Because in America there is no pound sounding gong
That vibrates your ears to a core and stirs your bones until you feel sore
There is no justice no peace if there was why is there still war in the Middle East
At least can we acknowledge then problems at hand
Can we remind you of what you did to me and my family
We were beat hung tied fried spied on we were called on to your footrest
And now that I'm upset and the ground has shook and the tables are turning your tearing For help from your Grand dad's wealth getting me arrested
For standing for my human rights
I swear have you ever read the bill of rights
Have you ever felt the pain of seeing your blood stained on the ground
Cole was his name
Writer: Charles Barjon
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