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Social Conformity
Bogged down by the pressures of society
It's hard for a person to find their true identity
The social forces that binds you to conformity
have you thinking that being different is a deformity
The stereotypes that tell you to be skinny is in
And being thick with some meat on you is a sin
Or that the color of your skin determines if you can win
How bout if you live in the hood
you will always be misunderstood
girls who have babies young considered promiscuous
no matter if they were a virgin and just not sexually conscience
we can't even protect our streets cause if you snitch you're a bitch
While mothers are crying their eyes out looking for money to bury their child with
So a murderer goes free due to this social conformity
When does it stop? Why don't we see the inability to live under these pressures
Or as some would say these pleasures
Stop allowing them, they and those people to determine your measure
The gangs will be the minority if we stand and build up our community
By community I don't mean certain streets but state of mind
Its the love of our children, our elderly, and just mutual respect combined
Not by being crabs in a bucket
Looking at the next man saying fuck it
Watching him each day go to work while you are on the porch drinking your Nantucket
Come on get off your ass, there's a path that will take you higher and the benefits you reap no one can deny ya
So don't blame THE man manifest a plan,
look in the mirror stand your ground and from time to time lend a helping hand.
We have to get our mind right, stop doing things outta spite,
Look at all that's going on in the world has to show you much isn't right.
Cops shooting unarmed men, terrorist getting the Tupac burial, oh where do I begin?
Social conformity will have you at all types of dead ends
Lets break it we can take back our own thoughts
revel in a new age where lies in the media are not just bought.
So come on build up self
cause in the end of days you don't want to be bereft,
Knowing that living an unjust life caused your own death.
It's hard for a person to find their true identity
The social forces that binds you to conformity
have you thinking that being different is a deformity
The stereotypes that tell you to be skinny is in
And being thick with some meat on you is a sin
Or that the color of your skin determines if you can win
How bout if you live in the hood
you will always be misunderstood
girls who have babies young considered promiscuous
no matter if they were a virgin and just not sexually conscience
we can't even protect our streets cause if you snitch you're a bitch
While mothers are crying their eyes out looking for money to bury their child with
So a murderer goes free due to this social conformity
When does it stop? Why don't we see the inability to live under these pressures
Or as some would say these pleasures
Stop allowing them, they and those people to determine your measure
The gangs will be the minority if we stand and build up our community
By community I don't mean certain streets but state of mind
Its the love of our children, our elderly, and just mutual respect combined
Not by being crabs in a bucket
Looking at the next man saying fuck it
Watching him each day go to work while you are on the porch drinking your Nantucket
Come on get off your ass, there's a path that will take you higher and the benefits you reap no one can deny ya
So don't blame THE man manifest a plan,
look in the mirror stand your ground and from time to time lend a helping hand.
We have to get our mind right, stop doing things outta spite,
Look at all that's going on in the world has to show you much isn't right.
Cops shooting unarmed men, terrorist getting the Tupac burial, oh where do I begin?
Social conformity will have you at all types of dead ends
Lets break it we can take back our own thoughts
revel in a new age where lies in the media are not just bought.
So come on build up self
cause in the end of days you don't want to be bereft,
Knowing that living an unjust life caused your own death.
Published 6th Nov 2013
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6th Nov 2013 3:14pm
The common aim both Malcolm X and Doc King were trying to move us to is so eloquently stated here.
Thank you so much for sharing this. Reminds me of Eric Dyson and Julianne Malveaux.
Thank you so much for sharing this. Reminds me of Eric Dyson and Julianne Malveaux.
6th Nov 2013 3:33pm
That's a very high praise and thank you. We all have to take a deeper look sometimes.
