(Children intro) If our ancestors back and asked us who we are would we be, too far gone to recognize them through the, and the, Stripes of the Flag? Livin' our lives, what would they say, If our ancestors came back, would we fight them 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, what would they say, If our ancestors came back, would we them today?
(Chorus) If our ancestors came back and us who we are would we be, too far gone to recognize them through the, and the, Stripes of the Flag? our lives, what would they say, If our ancestors came back, would we fight them today? If our ancestors back and asked us who we are would we be, too far to recognize them through the, Stars and the, Stripes of the Flag? Livin' our lives, what would they say, If our ancestors came back, would we fight them
So if there was use in lives for all the people that died, Murdered in acid so the Americans dream could survive, And if our people back, and looked in our eyes, We would we say "what you looking at?" then let hot lids fly?
But remember, become humble, we even down and cry, Cuz' there's a war (worth) fighting for, we know half the time, We just release these of the pain that inside, But if past is to pieces all they cities gonna rise over the graves, trying to us, and cloud my kind, making us ask ourselves how did the face look, all our that died?
Now I cry about that? Or should I write about that? But if my ancestors came back, be reminded of all that! But snap! It was the direction, now self-oppression, in without their wisdom translate into misconception, become separate no longer we, but self-selection, unity be the key to the future, past and present.
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We caught a glimpse of the world, before of hate, Still functioning on self-destruction, only the sun relate, It's buried in my mind, someday our people will rise, above the beliefs and stop believing the lies.
We see it in they eyes, they in webs of deceit, I'll take revolt with the over their pledge of Alliage' (Alliance) We've been lead to believe we're hopeless, and never be free, I'd rather die standing fighting than to on my knees.
We see our see our lonely, only to cherish the dream, Of America, were they bury beliefs, underneath and bodies than can barely reach, Confused by rules, and or embarrassed to speak,
their family is sweet, overly on lies take my death in defiance, a life inspired by pride, So our people at? Who'll stand in front of the line? they family from attack, for the love of our tribes.
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They come to terms with detention, saying it's the inside, Outside influence, influence, bloody shark eyes, to the point that our become blind, can't recognize our own kind No longer knowing ourselves, who just said how the hell we
No love one another, or take time to ask why, Cuz' we just one other for the colors 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 came back would we even know they were ours? we even care? Would we even notice? Or have we just gone that far? Would we look on them? For their sacrifices they made? Then be reminded of ourselves when we see ourselves in face?
Come back with erased, this dark from my heart is hate, Saturate our spirits with some against the blazes of sage, I God for my ancestors that died for these ways, I struggle to stand on broke legs and tell them it in vain.
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Now tell me if we sing, would be free in our hearts? Or we find ways to enslave them, and keeping them apart? If they had us, and how we living, we make an impression, They'd be our rezzes, on our rezzes, in the way of our We live like oppressors, weez' as close as it
Some who remember our that choose to forget Imagine if walked with us, and we rose to be a threat and once more the beings we supposed to be again If they spoke in tongues, would we even understand, Would our new warriors, then turn the gun on them?
And if our, ancestors came back, and with open arms, Would we be to embraced, or reminded of who we are? Maybe they already here, we just don't want to hear speak, Too to be Americans and lost in their belief And If our ancestors came back, see we made it far, the spirits of their people, would we then break their hearts?
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