My blood, my loins
My lungs, my noise
It's mine, or I'm just swine (Hey, hey, hey, hey)
[Verse 2]
Picture your faith, imagine your God and even your Holy Bible
Is suddenly bannеd, do you understand?
Now doesn't that sound entitlеd?
It's your book, but it's my survival
We gotta grow 'em, we gotta raise 'em, we gotta feed and bathe 'em
And if you won't, they call you a witch to burn at the stake in Salem
Thought by now they'd change, but we're still waiting
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