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The heartbeat of their drum
In the heart of America
Bare feet on concrete
Not on the earth
Igniting heritage
Starved for rebirth
Just the grey area losing sight
To this world of black & white
And by the way it's Ojibwae, not Chippewa
Their land we've named America

Your media, your reality, your feed
By their exploitation, you supplement your greed
Your war massacred & still your hatred breeds.
Yet another day of tyranny proceeds.

Like thieving bandits, we've raped them of everything
In vain we've capitalized to a system colored green
Seducing them to buy into the American dream
No more bows & arrows
How about a war machine.
So, here in a world of plenty
We've bought them too, leaving their world empty.

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