MOVING
My forefathers spark the light and I keep it glowing Enough of this purity it's time for real chewing You’re only in the light when you've got the knowing the enemy is no fighting over where you are but where you're going so I keep moving keep pushing I keep shoving it's a hard life but I keep striving I'm a strong being an African man and I ain't giving in From natural to spiritual wars I march for my cause like in search for the wizard of Oz Whether I get applause or criticized I fix my eyes I came to realize this world is just a land of opportunity I can be who I wanna be King of my destiny Climb up this mountain and down the valley In memory of all my people who fought to see me free Here’s thanks giving Titled MOVING
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