Answer me this,
How come we’ve strayed so far from our heritage,
I see black on black crimes,
And white kids from the burbs adding street credibility to lyrics and rhymes,
These are some of the common disrespects of our time,
No longer should we send letters via the post office,
Instead we sit around and let computers dictate our system of economics,
We’ve transformed our lives from that of people living righteous,
Now it’s a sin for a woman to have sex with more than one man,
However if a boy gets two girlfriends he achieves pimp status,
We feed our children to the jaws of the war machine,
Never giving them the chance to lead,
Somewhere I read that freedom ain’t free,
So we defer payments from the children’s education into the funds of the beast,
We’ll never learn from our never-ending mistakes,
Yet some people have the nerve to tell you it’s your time to die today.
We can never make a change,
If the gift of an education is being taken away,
I’d rather fight to prosper than fight to just die,
The beauty being stripped away from our lives,
No purpose,
We invade foreign lands,
Meanwhile the family influence decreases,
Turn scholars into soldiers and after they’re dead we ask “was it worth it”?
Hang our heads and pray for better days,
We look to the clouds in search of saints,
But like DMX said “there ain’t no sunshine when it rains”
And I feel the pain,
Built up in my chest,
I watch as our world enters a state of distress,
Mass panic to every town and city,
The future went from so bright to so cold and shitty,
I wonder if Nostradamus ever predicted this,
Mother’s with their heads hung low as they watch their children passing,
But on the horizon I see a change is bound to come,
A time when we respond with our voices after putting down the guns,
There has to be an ending to the amount of shed blood
It doesn’t take a mac-10 to start a revolution
Ask Marley because he did it in Jamaica with a guitar and a mic stand
“No woman no cry” that’s what he said but it’s hard to overlook the death toll as everyday it rises.
We can never make a change,
If the gift of an education is being taken away,
I’d rather fight to prosper than fight to just die,
The beauty being stripped away from our lives,
No purpose,
We invade foreign lands,
Meanwhile the family influence decreases,
Turn scholars into soldiers and after they’re dead we ask “was it worth it”?
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