RIOT
A riot is the language of the
unheard(MLK)
the voice of the oppressed
the sound of the ignored
the noise of the forgotten
I will fight till the day that I
die,
Swear to god,
You can put that on my
grave
If you want to stop me, you
just keep on trying
If I leave I’m not leaving in
silence
you will not hear crying
you will hear the fire in my
heart.
When I go, I will start a riot
I'm fighting for my life
I'm going to leave myself out
there tonight .
Won’t give up.
A riot is the language of the
unheard
the representation of the
silenced
The cry of the of the
oppressed
the say of the ones let down
If I leave I’m not leaving
quietly
you will not see me crying
you will see the flame in my eyes.
When I go, I will start a riot
I'm fighting for my life
I'm going to leave myself out there tonight
With my raised fist there is nothing you can do to put me down.