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BLACK MAN
Black man...
Black canvas posted on curbsides...
Cope as the murders rise...
Super oppressed we neva did nothing to em...
Why do they hate, they cold, we built everything...
They took our history and our souls, we felt everything...
From the african pits of gold, they loot everything...
We just asking for what they stole...
From the mary bethunes...
To the huey p newtons, imma black panther...
Black anthems, we marched till our shoes had holes in em...
Old figures spoke to the news, we got criricized...
Loathe and pray, we were so confused, maybe God hates us...
Till we figured out we were kings, God made us...
We were perfect wit golden rings on, we bled nature...
Robes purden, we had our own shit, till edomites took our belongings....
Like it was they own shit...
I still remember...
Dont chu ever think we forgot those sores...
We just been silent...
Waiting on the next race war...
Black canvas posted on curbsides...
Cope as the murders rise...
Super oppressed we neva did nothing to em...
Why do they hate, they cold, we built everything...
They took our history and our souls, we felt everything...
From the african pits of gold, they loot everything...
We just asking for what they stole...
From the mary bethunes...
To the huey p newtons, imma black panther...
Black anthems, we marched till our shoes had holes in em...
Old figures spoke to the news, we got criricized...
Loathe and pray, we were so confused, maybe God hates us...
Till we figured out we were kings, God made us...
We were perfect wit golden rings on, we bled nature...
Robes purden, we had our own shit, till edomites took our belongings....
Like it was they own shit...
I still remember...
Dont chu ever think we forgot those sores...
We just been silent...
Waiting on the next race war...
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