We were all born in the hood,
Marching down to eternal doom,
Slaves to ancestral covenants,
Hanging chains of curses about our necks.
Dragged like sheep to the abatoire,
surely we were descendants of death.
We were all born in the hood,
Marching down to eternal doom,
Slaves to ancestral covenants,
Hanging chains of curses about our necks.
Dragged like sheep to the abatoire,
surely we were descendants of death.