Luyện nghe bài hát Ancestors (Family Mix)

(Children intro)
If our ancestors came back and us who we are
would we be, too far gone to recognize them through the, Stars and the, of the Flag?
Livin' our lives, what would they say, If our ancestors came back, would we them today?
If our ancestors back and asked us who we are
would we be, too far gone to recognize them through the, Stars and the, of the Flag?
Livin' our lives, what would they say, If our ancestors came back, would we fight today?

(Chorus)
If our ancestors back and asked us who we are
would we be, too far gone to recognize them through the, Stars and the, of the Flag?
Livin' our lives, what would they say, If our ancestors came back, would we fight today?
If our ancestors came back and us who we are
would we be, too far gone to recognize them through the, Stars and the, Stripes of the
Livin' our lives, would they say, If our ancestors came back, would we fight them today?

So if there was use in their for all the people that died,
Murdered in acid because so the Americans dream survive,
And if our people back, and looked in our eyes,
We would we say "what you at?" then let them hot lids fly?

But remember, become humble, we even break and cry,
Cuz' there's a war (worth) fighting for, we don't half the time,
We just release these masterpieces of the pain inside,
But if past is to pieces all they cities gonna rise
over the graves, to erase us, and cloud my kind,
making us ask ourselves how did the look, all our people that died?

Now should I cry about that? Or should I write about
But if my ancestors back, we'd be reminded of all that!
But snap! It was the direction, now self-oppression,
in without their wisdom translate into misconception,
become entities no longer we, but self-selection,
will be the key to the future, past and present.

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We caught a of the world, before corruption of hate,
Still functioning on self-destruction, only the sun relate,
It's buried deep in my mind, someday our people rise,
above the misconceived and stop believing the lies.

We see it in eyes, they trapped in webs of deceit,
I'll take revolt with the rebels over their pledge of (Alliance)
We've been lead to believe hopeless, and we'll never be free,
I'd rather die standing fighting to live on my knees.

We see our see our people lonely, only to the dream,
Of America, were they bury beliefs,
underneath lies and bodies than can reach,
Confused by rules, and scared or to speak,

family is sweet, overly relying on lies
I'll take my death in defiance, a inspired by pride,
So where's our people at? Who'll stand in of the line?
Shielding they family from attack, for the of our tribes.

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They come to terms with detention, saying it's the inside,
Outside influence, influence, polluting shark eyes,
to the point our eyes become blind, can't recognize our own kind
No longer knowing ourselves, who just said how the we survived?

No love one another, or take time to ask why,
Cuz' we just kill one other for the of the flag that they fly,
In the stripes and the stars in eyes, barbed wire and bars,
and my native paid so deeply, feels like my soul got scars,

If our ancestors came back would we even know they ours?
Would we even care? Would we even notice? Or have we gone that far?
Would we look down on them? For their they made?
Then be reminded of when we see ourselves in their face?

Come back with mind erased, dark from my heart is hate,
our spirits with some criticism against the blazes of sage,
I thank God for my ancestors that died for ways,
I to stand on broke legs and tell them it wasn't in vain.

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Now me if we sing, that would be free in our hearts?
Or would we find to enslave them, and keeping them apart?
If had seen us, and how we living, we make an impression,
be our rezzes, on our rezzes, in the way of our progression
We live like oppressors, as close as it gets

Some who remember our ancestors that to forget
Imagine if they walked with us, and we rose to be a
and more embodied the beings we supposed to be again
If they spoke in Native tongues, would we understand,
Would our new native warriors, then the gun on them?

And if our, ancestors came back, and with open arms,
Would we be afraid to embraced, or of who we are?
Maybe they already here, we just don't to hear them speak,
Too busy to be and lost in their belief
And If our ancestors came back, see we it this far,
Breaking the spirits of their people, would we then break their

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