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Q18.THE CITY
As I look beyond my eyes I see a structure built of stone,
My ancestors built pyramids, like God building humans out of Bone,
As I look from outer space, I see decease upon natures race,
My Mother Earth with her new face lift, a concrete jungle cage suffocates by ability to make sense of this?
If I must travel it be far and wide, and every road I take have a sign to remind,
Where you belong you cannot hide, I am the banks feeding your desire to survive,
I understand we are slaves, driven to the needs of paper, to be recruited like a robot, as this has become our nature,
The City of New York and its brothers upon the lands, must keep you in order selling what’s on demand, to keep up with the latest fashion that the system has generated in its stores, a way to keep you blinded,
The latest car on your front porch,
The 1st world order claim to run the show, a White must rule anyone else a common foe,
That be 2nd and 3rd, the ones kept in the dirt, as desperation keeps killing each other off, Saves me the dirty work,
So if our Mother disagrees and decides to kick back, let’s blame our fellow leaders for educating me like a Rat,
And learn an important lesson,
Yes to Detach...
My ancestors built pyramids, like God building humans out of Bone,
As I look from outer space, I see decease upon natures race,
My Mother Earth with her new face lift, a concrete jungle cage suffocates by ability to make sense of this?
If I must travel it be far and wide, and every road I take have a sign to remind,
Where you belong you cannot hide, I am the banks feeding your desire to survive,
I understand we are slaves, driven to the needs of paper, to be recruited like a robot, as this has become our nature,
The City of New York and its brothers upon the lands, must keep you in order selling what’s on demand, to keep up with the latest fashion that the system has generated in its stores, a way to keep you blinded,
The latest car on your front porch,
The 1st world order claim to run the show, a White must rule anyone else a common foe,
That be 2nd and 3rd, the ones kept in the dirt, as desperation keeps killing each other off, Saves me the dirty work,
So if our Mother disagrees and decides to kick back, let’s blame our fellow leaders for educating me like a Rat,
And learn an important lesson,
Yes to Detach...
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