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letra de grateful - aris (en)

i was born in arnhem land, feet in that red sand, sunny days rainy days to become a man, 18 years i spent my whole life here troubles and trife learnt that it doesn’t fight fair. from domestic violence to catching felonies both hit but graffiti arts was like ecstacy. tryna put my name up, when your so insecure that attention can bring your day up. cheap thrills isolate the pain hide your tears still, i ain’t ashamed of it, it’s better than my friends popping pills bragging bout their pupils k!lling them selfs in the process to protect their popularity will it ever stop? these girls put more make up on insecurities and judgement is what we wake up on. i don’t understand it we pay more attention to the kardashians then our grand parents

we ungrateful survived so many depressions in my life i was left thankful. now i see the beauty in the eyes of a man that’s hateful i tell him things will be alright despite how long it takes you. felt i could never love, now i could never judge, i see the pain in the man makes him who he was, you see the rain in the end makes the sunshine come. we’re so caught up in what we got we forget what we love. now rainy weather is my favourite makes me appreciate the sunny days i live, we forget this shit. i seen kids that ain’t got shit, 3rd world conditions in arnhem land around the corner is where a boss lives. i show respect to this culture i see how it’s been raped by these lying colonial corporate vultures and that’s the reason i was born here, fuck that’s the reason i was born here. hey yo check it, i’m praying for a change malcom x in this day i still see kids complain about race, is it ignorant to state despite the pigment on our face at the end of the day we all bleed the same. nah it can’t be ignorant to say cause i still see it; 2017 ignorant immigrant trump kicks out immigrants believe it jesus, its got me praying to a man and i can’t even see him. with no hate there’s no peace with so much hate where does the peace live? lord help me i’m trying to see this perfect world if it ever comes, one where we can be ourself and never be judged, where we’re grateful for any situation for what it was. where we stand together there’s no colour in love

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