BLACK AMERIKKKA

Thu, 11/08/2018 - 18:08 -- Mir423

I been moving like a Pharaoh Was told I’m a Thoro they running out of choices for living too narrow 
Kids on drugs overdosed on the bus 
Recording X final moments n****s missing the love
Don’t believe in they energy n****s rather be enemies I rather fight the power with the brothers offending me 
They don’t understand A brilliant mind with a sharp vision and bigger plan When s*it hit the fan they hate being the bigger man
Sadly enough they love putting n****s in cuffs They silence us only hear us when they got us f*cked 
F*ck We only running out of time They putting kids in cages fuck is wrong with they mind 
F*ck is wrong with this country we still paying for school Every time we try to build they taking away the tools 
Gentrification still hurting the babies They lock away our dads then call our mamas crazy 
How that make you feel knowing that s*it is real Slavery Trauma got us acting how you made us feel STILL
They still shooting up schools How do I tell my child duck down if he hear em shootType of s*it make a n***a wanna act a fool Maybe slave a whole race call it reversible shoes 
STILL Slaves but this time we getting paid Spend it on bullshit and wonder why we never save 
S*it is chess not checkers but they love cheddar Love it so much going broke and can never settle
So they figure it’s life and never figure it out And try to judge the only n***a who done made it out 

BLACK AMERIKKKA    

 

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