Gangsta Clothiers - Big Hands With Books That Twist The Truth Like Vines (Radio Edit) Lyrics

In the playgrounds where innocence once thrived
They're reading to our babies, but it's not how we survived
Little hands with books that twist the truth like vines
While the roots of family fade, lost in shifting signs
Can't we show them love, protect what's been writ
But there's a shadow lurking where our morals split

There are only two paths, male and female, it's clear
But the bullseye's on tradition, and the threat is near
If we don't stand together, if we wave our flags in vain
The future of our children might just slip down the drain.

They whisper of a future where the norm is redefined
Trying to erase the essence of the mankind
A man and woman, once the staples of our race
Now face the pressure of this twisted, dark embrace
We tread a fine line, the stakes so high
But in this battle for our hearts, we will never die

There are only two paths, male and female, it's clear
But the bullseye's on tradition, and the threat is near
If we don't stand together, if we wave our flags in vain
The future of our children might just slip down the drain

So let's rise for the truth, hold our banners up high
For the future's looking dim when the family's the lie