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Blackface

by Ru7hl355_Gangsta

Lookin' back on a memory I seen the treachery scorn from.slavery No realness that's what I feel.in me blacks performing without the make up take a look around you coonin' for you the audience is the trick elites can suck a dick if that ain't feelin' my Shit I shake up Hells Pits I'm telling the truth open up ya eyes I can't compromise this new bullshit settin' us back centuries? Did Malcolm Martin and Edgers die for free??? Naw lookin' at the black community with an hawks eye view look how the new media spew pawnin' off all this garbage ass new pop emcees whites wanna be like me so bad they glamorize off us cause they kids can't feel us our real Shit bust play only old school records that's my taste eradicatin' smiles off corporate elites pushin' Black face Now some say the past is the past how when I keep gettin' a newsflash about the past twelve years a slave the help now the butler I despise the bullshit muthaphukka and they say I'm racist I spit the truth so what if it comes out chopped tooth blowin' brains on the roof once the topic is dropped fuck all these phonies givin' them.props I swear these nigguhs be actin like cops steadily plottin' and waitin' See a brother rise consciously he's suddenly look down upon as an enemy to America's epitome yo I don't let the bullshit worry me.bury me with no name no tears to follow I'll be remembered today but forgotten tomorrow but my young thugs you can make.a change powers in mind and pistols my word hit like missile blowin' minds like land mines watch me climb to the top though I'll be labeled as a hater lil deebie riff raff iggy is straight up trash I know there greater talent on the earth my own kind can get the shine but these white youth puttin' Hip hop on the flat line fuck these company's pushin' Black face without the make up look at Andy and Amos straight racism now wake.up black America they lockin' us down and we ain't even makin' a sound sometimes I wonder if it worth dying for my peeps I rather conversate with the dead like they still here feelin' no no fear in this black face world
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Feb 25, 2015
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