The Consciously Ghetto Suburban Thoughts of a Black Man Im tryin to make it thru da wrongs and rights, my longest nights spent puttin truth in all da songs I wright, I represent the first man,black man, the dawn of life, people act cold hearted to put their arms in ice, slavery was thee enormous heist that got black babies born in strife,as da clock turns, I kinda got a grip but its not firm, so many lessons taught but not learned, why we cut the afros off to rock perms,why we let da movement die,how did all this confusion rise, I thought it was just you and I aginst a system of proven lies, but you dudes is high, and da girls only wanna cruise and buy, more shit they dont need, yo I choose to fly, away from the bullshit, but Im stuck where youngins pull clips and air out blocks and full strips, in da land of murder and kool whips, slave mentalities hit harder than mule kicks, scriptin these lyrics while dozin, its still deep like the black spirit of Moses, somtimes it appears I was chosen to save my peers from the Romans, my truth is da bomb wholl come near its explosion,long before my spirit is broken, I pray da world can hear what Ive spoken...by: Serious Hampton
Posted on: Thu, 13 Mar 2014 16:34:09 +0000
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