We Will Not Be Moved

WE WILL NOT BE MOVED

Verse 1:

I'm sick of silence, sick of being voiceless.

They stigmatize us, the bitterest of poisons.

We gotta fight it, no living in avoidance.

Ain't you sick of suffering the bitter disapointment?

"Hell Yeah!"

Then join us, trust in our tactics.

Prove we ain't moving like rush hour traffic.

I've had it, the madness, I literally shook

hearing tales never told in a history book.

Caught in misery's hook, seeing, faces screaming.

fathers getting slaughtered, daughters raped and beaten

while they are weeping, mothers sitting stunned

clutchin on to dog tags that belong to her son.

See the fight has begun, but the silence is over...

This is for our culture! This is for our soldiers!

This is for the lives sacrificed on the road ta

peace and prosperity, its theirs to redeem.

Shattered, broken battered, the American Dream...

nonexistent, we living in a system, consistent

with prisons, restrictin our wishes and visions.

So listen, we had enough, we had it rough

it all added up and now we rattled up, so

CHORUS:

WE WILL NOT BE MOVED

Take us to the brink, call us chinks and gooks.

WE WILL NOT BE MOVED

I refuse to live my life so confused.

WE WILL NOT BE MOVED

Detachment or action you've got to choose.

WE WILL NOT BE MOVED

Generations overdue now we got to prove.

Verse 2:

Sometimes I don't know who I am, maybe I'm a freak,

cuz even Asians, man, they be giving me heat.

Cuz you see, I'm Chinese, but Chinese I can't speak.

I only know English, I guess that makes me unique?

Cuz I get no love, from my own people,

I'm a disgrace to my race, a culture-less individual,

Plus, i ain't the typical, model minority

Being a scholor intellectual aint my priority.

That's me, an ABC with no future.

My grades are shitty, even if I had a tutor.

I ain't good with books, that's just my nature.

But being Asian and all, must mean I'm a failure.

Cuz yo, that is what is expected

If u don't follow the trend, you ain't respected.

See even though I'm good at writing tracks and spittin raps,

I still get down played, for not being black.

As a matter of fact, yo, aint my skin yellow?

So what am I doin rapping? I should be playin the cello.

But really though, this is the kind of shit that I fuckin get,

Impressed I speak English without an accent.

Cmon, I'm getting sick, to my dick, with these stereotypes.

But I'm goin keep my head up, and just carry the mic.

and spit rhymes, til i'm dead, despite if it's right,

cuz this is one chink, that aint gonna follow the hype.

So follow me and fight and let me hear you say...

CHORUS

see, I don't know all the answers

but i have hopes.

Don't act like you dying from cancer, tied in ropes

you want shit to change, rearrange your mind first

then we can begin to lift this curse, cuz we..

Faceless, people living on the

basis, that we evil in this racist

place where we taste this

discrimination.

Damn, do I hate this,

Man just erase this,

constant complacence.

We constantly facing

a storm that's been raging

inside these rib cages.

And why?

Cuz we asian

we die for this nation

and cry for salvation

for lifetimes and ages..