The clock is ticking
...
And it's time
...It's time
It's time that we get our act together
And disengage ourselves from the miseducation and disorientation
That we have been suffering from for quite some time now.
I'm tired
... I'm tired
I'm tired of witnessing the sentences of the corrupted minds chained up to face the consequences of their crimes
By trading in their freedom
Trading in their wisdom
For wasted time
I'm sighing
...I'm sighing
I'm sighing because me and my people are blinded by the quote on quote finest
Presuming to purchase from producers
Why are we only consumers?
Just followers of every mindless introducer who is on the screen rhyming steadily binding our youth's futures
I'm crying
...I'm crying
I'm crying for the losses of our precious souls, our beautiful smiles that are buried beneath the ground
By a repetitive loud sound
Coming out of another hand that is brown
I find it
... I find it
I find it aggravating that the colored brother and sister are becoming further and further lacerated
Just because me and my brothers underwent emasculation doesn't mean that we should stall on our sisters complete emancipation
LOVE HER and free her from all agitation
These are our mothers and the foundations of our nation
I'm reminded
... I'm reminded
I'm reminded of our history, our lengthy history which to most of us is a mystery
Way before Arabs, Europeans, Hispanics, and American Natives got creative and began to enslave us.
Before our spirits became diminished by religion
We valued family, tradition, education, productivity, ownership, land, earth and everything that take part in a birth
Most importantly we valued LOVE
So I'm dying
... I'm dying
I'm dying because we are so reliant and dependent on someone who is much more different and much less interested
Our declension is their intentions
But when we see the illusion on the television
We see a little succession
Why is it that we can easily make the team or get in the studio to sing
But to become a businessmen is not quite our thing?
I'm dying
Because we all just living a dream
A dream that was once our reality
I'm dying
Because we are all asleep
I'm dying
Because we are afraid to wake up
Dec 30, 2013
Dec 30, 2013 at 7:29 PM UTC
The clock is ticking
...
And it's time
...It's time
It's time that we get our act together
And disengage ourselves from the miseducation and disorientation
That we have been suffering from for quite some time now.
I'm tired
... I'm tired
I'm tired of witnessing the sentences of the corrupted minds chained up to face the consequences of their crimes
By trading in their freedom
Trading in their wisdom
For wasted time
I'm sighing
...I'm sighing
I'm sighing because me and my people are blinded by the quote on quote finest
Presuming to purchase from producers
Why are we only consumers?
Just followers of every mindless introducer who is on the screen rhyming steadily binding our youth's futures
I'm crying
...I'm crying
I'm crying for the losses of our precious souls, our beautiful smiles that are buried beneath the ground
By a repetitive loud sound
Coming out of another hand that is brown
I find it
... I find it
I find it aggravating that the colored brother and sister are becoming further and further lacerated
Just because me and my brothers underwent emasculation doesn't mean that we should stall on our sisters complete emancipation
LOVE HER and free her from all agitation
These are our mothers and the foundations of our nation
I'm reminded
... I'm reminded
I'm reminded of our history, our lengthy history which to most of us is a mystery
Way before Arabs, Europeans, Hispanics, and American Natives got creative and began to enslave us.
Before our spirits became diminished by religion
We valued family, tradition, education, productivity, ownership, land, earth and everything that take part in a birth
Most importantly we valued LOVE
So I'm dying
... I'm dying
I'm dying because we are so reliant and dependent on someone who is much more different and much less interested
Our declension is their intentions
But when we see the illusion on the television
We see a little succession
Why is it that we can easily make the team or get in the studio to sing
But to become a businessmen is not quite our thing?
I'm dying
Because we all just living a dream
A dream that was once our reality
I'm dying
Because we are all asleep
I'm dying
Because we are afraid to wake up
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