This is the age of misinformation
Mental segregation
Worship Corporations
If you yearn to stay alive
They’ve stolen our soul
& Stolen our jive
Enterprise on our name
Steal the ones who rose to fame
They make millions off the faces of Tupac Shakur & Bob Marley
They buried the history of Malik El-Shabazz & Marcus Garvey
They couldn’t care less that Mother Africa is starving
This Westernized display of apathy and lethargy
It harms me
Highway robbery
To captives freshly set free
Give them a chance
At least
Give us a chance
At Least
Remove the government endorsed Guns & Drugs
And Give us a chance for peace
At the Least
Answer the pleas of minorities
Forced to live in poverty
Forced to live uneasily
Forced to live so Forcibly
You’re forcing me
Into the system
But i’ll be the cog which unfurls it all
I’ll be the bell which harks the call
I’ll be the prophet who cries and bawls
For the masses to be wary of the wicked ways
Of those who govern and rule today
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