My arms tell the story of the things which I believe
Pictures of power and glory filled up and down my sleeve
My reputation will make you see, and the way I love to fight
With the odds standing against me, even though I'm in the right

But my politics and racial pride will never be taken on a ride
Certain things I can't keep inside
Can't you see I've got nothing to hide

When I walk the streets I hold my head up high
I salute the people I meet with a hail thrown towards the sky
My comrades will stand by me through the thick and the thin
We've got all this pride, you see, because we know we're gonna win