It's the Ben Spunani Womanist baby boys baby girls you need to hear this

Sit down sit down receive this realness make sure your cops ready for the two.

I go see for you're here Hard time scrolling for your long towards.

You might learn something when never know what can let you find.

And she's one of a kind, don't say you're mine. Say you're mine.

There's a place where it rains it pours while we enjoy the beaming sun there's a land where the food is blanched.

The only flavor they know is salt even though

they sell far. is salt even though. They sailed far and wide to take all that we had. They took coffee and sugar and jawls so precious but failed to take some seasoning. Feed the people in Britain. Feed the people in Britain. Feed the people who stole our land. Feed the people that rinsed us dry.

They called us savages, but they're the ones who eat bland food.

There are people in your shattered land who deprive children from being fed there are folks

In your store me owl who live off stolen government funds but is us that you can corrupt and need your saving grace.

But at least when we go home to eat,

it's not shit on a plate. Feed the people in Britain. Feed the people in Britain.

Feed the people who stole our land.

Feed the people that rinsed us dry.

They called us savages, but they're the ones who eat plant food.

Oh, so many flavours that you can add to your cuisine.

There's curry powder and cayenne pepper,

basil, paprika, herbs and spices, you need to use them.

Feed the people in Britain.

Feed the people who stole our land.

Feed the people who stole our land.

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