Fashit (feat. Bartees Strange)

They force their power and talk about freedom They lie about liberty and use force as religion It's us against them and we're fighting I've got a picket and a dream and I won't hide it I can't stand to live this way Fighting on the outside hurting on the inside No more rules I wanna get paid Give me my rights now, no more bills now I can't stand to live this way Fighting on the outside hurting on the inside No more rules I wanna get paid Give me my rights now, no more bills now Yeah, yeah yeah, Six freed boys, they love my looks Aint seen their face since the bush got shook This train don't feel safe no more No huggin, no loving, no Tubman, No Thuggin, Yeah, I've heard the things they say Fighting on the outside, dying on the inside I drink from the pour they made Crying on the outside, dying on the inside They say how could it change Addicted on the outside, dying on the inside The sound it always been the same Fighting on the outside, dying on the inside You never gave me power You never gave me