Dyalogue:

Dawill, dawill, dawill , dawill
Dawill, dawill, dawill be that day
Dawill, dawill, dawill , dawill
Dawill, dawill, dawill be that day

That will be that day my color don’t matter
That will be that day religion don’t matter
That will be that day my sex don’t matter
Da will, dawill, respect must scatter…

1. Rated second class citizen in 15… X you were so right
2. Black balled, blackfaced, black and beautiful as long as it never indicts (come on)
3. Step into my pulpit …..fact or fiction
4. Tell me bout my human rights inequality in sedition
5. But vengeance ain't mine, humble man not so humble world
6. Perpetually moving forward, battle ignorance straight back to the curb
7. I am 0031 since 1-9-5-4
8. So whenever you want to send me back, knock knock Julie door
9. And if you ever wanna charge me, then bill me for caring
10. Bout the red, white and blue AND the fact that it failed to prepare me
11. For societal, demographical, economical, changes
12. Gotta forgive me the pun, but home is where my Range was
13. Home is when we stand up for those sat down
14. Home is when you feed another family of the jacket you just laid down
15. Home is where God, Allah, Buddha, Shiva
16. Adonai make a fist and line up to say unite

Dawill, dawill, dawill , dawill
Dawill, dawill, dawill be that day
Dawill, dawill, dawill , dawill
Dawill, dawill, dawill be that day

That will be that day my color don’t matter
That will be that day religion don’t matter
That will be that day my sex don’t matter

Da will, dawill, respect must scatter…

Frietboer:

ik droomde anadroom
de nachtmerrie verwoordde zen
ik maak slechts herrie als Carrie en
ik monster ziel
ik rap debiel
cryptisch als de bril van Alva
Wiki smeert de ziel
Giel tettert in duizenden oren
stukken vallen verloren
verkocht aan mijn pijn
over de moren
over storende informatie
prikkels doorboren
gore gedachten geboren
hardcore je hoor het
hoor het
wat is het
wat speelt er
deel het
heel het
verveel je met je eigen mening, verspeel het
mail het naar iemand die je niet kent
en leef het, veranderd geen wortel en je weet het
bomen groeien maar waren eerst kinderen
luister die welvaart verminderd
als je wil winnen
bind dan je krachten
versla meer minnen
op de bank zijn geen plussen
geweten sus je niet
maar voed het ik lust het

Dyalogue:

There's no justification in pain intentionally or coincidently inflicted upon others, no no Sir there ain't. There's allocution, healing, forgiveness, reparation and the cold hard fact is that we ain't
going nowhere 0031, our kids ain't going nowhere 0031… if the legacy of the grown up is an inability to move forward as 1, come on

Dawill b, dawill, dawill, dawill. Dawill, dawill, dawill be that day(2x). I can't breathe my color does matter (2x). I can't breathe my religion does matter. I can't breathe my sex don't matter. Thank you Frietboer, thank you Boudewijn de Groot, GR2GR...
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