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Wall street protest
Is like a flow jest
Let’s show vests
... That we know that’s
Nothing ever changes unless there’s a broke chest
A hollow tip in your throat neck
Not supporting or condoning violence
But change don’t arise from speaking silence but in violence
Change only happens by virtue of lies or force
Control the psychology of those you wish to control
And you control them and those who listen to them
Thus
Hip Hop was used to control our psychology
Listen to the lying historical music archaeology
The anatomy of lies is treacherous and vicious
Those who wish to control through the flows
Of the race with similar vocal and melanin tones
Reach out and enslave
Place us into a slumbering cave
A cage of rage
Circular movement
Forget the people’s movement
Panthers and young lords
Fighting for true purpose
They offered true supportive service
To prove their people were not worthless
Now many reading may choose to curse this
That which I dispense when I disperse this
But it’s a worse bid
To be a suffering man
Teaching lies to a worse kid
Enslaved and enraged
At how his own can mentally condone
Speak about being gangsta
When most are actors or pranksters
Being devilish and thugged out became a perpetuating scheme
Articulating lies to defame the other gender and other races
I’m sure many of y’all know what I mean
I got so tired of hearing every other rapper speaking tough and mean
Spitting lies creating a wave of violence to make cash
While, his or her own race
They belligerently sold out against, and demean!
Life is more than a cycle of carnage
Rubbish sold to amplify the emptiness
Keep our minds distracted
Rather than make and promote music that have people impacted
Rewind, and like muscles have your lies retracted
Have your eyes given sight
So then light can bend and be refracted
I’m not judging just pointing your attention to facts
And I try to do with a little venomous wit
And spit it with articulate tact!
SkTzO
