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hey slaves
i know that you were raped
and that isnt ok, wait
i know you held your breath on ships
and reaches the sands of cuba in iron chains
and shakles baffled by trafficing
i do, i really know this
never knew though, never knew you
now i got focus, see what you made me into
but wait, now who are you, and who is it im rapping to
well might as well say fuck a negro too then
all else is sin, restricting myself for them who still live
for reasons that they wont admit using politics
and racial profiling of history to silently submit
my people today to what poeople then did
here take this, you wont exist to hear it anyway
while you were slaves and light unfolded swinging us around the sun
in the same place in the same space
i was raped, and on the same day i was forced to take your mark
your chips this house of cards
but that was after wars and scars your far from honored
still in bondage, father forgive them for they drunk and irresponsible
not model christians in the sunlight early
every morning singin swing low with this kid like them slaves did
but in them temples whoring simple trinkets
im sick, i gotta sit, this isnt good shit
meanwhile your dream vile of reptile control
for the soul of yourba as a whole, inspired by a warrior of allah
the story burns beyond chemistry and africa but this story is ifa
made your kings into tyrants
eventually made human markets trade paths and inner african rotting carcass
the spainards and thier quest for the graal
but your children ignore this whoreing you bitching over the shortes
month of the year at me for being white but i never hear them speak
about the trapped sould of slavery becoming demon seed of djinn ancestry
comin for me and my peeps

"If the America people ever allow private banks to control the issuance of their currencies, first by inflation and then by deflation, the banks and corporations that will grow up around them will deprive the people of all their prosperity until their children will wake up homeless on the continent their fathers conquered." ~Thomas Jefforson

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