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How Hard

To bee or not to bee sting yo'like Ali to Abraxes

Completely free when I attack this monopoly of klansmen

I stand like a tree from where that fruit dropped 

On the eve of eve that caused time to stop

No kneeling down to a deity more like Kappernick's knee with Achilles feet

The feats of my deeds for my people's needs make me more like a piranha

When I feed at the troth filled with plants of freedom seeds 

I see God's plan for my soul to keep

I slay like Samson and Hercules

I go Zulu on fools that test my grief over my ancestors who leapt into those seas

To escape what they knew was slavery

I go hard like the truth that Sojouner brought

I bring pain to the evil Nat Turner sought

I box with the caucs like Roy Jones would've fought

I bring chill to the bones that speak ill of the thought

That this bru...

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The faith that they gave us
Groomed and maintained us
Tortured and maimed us
Made us who we are

Built the bond that ties us
Connects and binds us
Became just and thus love
We’ve felt from afar

No matter the continent 
Accident or intent
The motherland’s within it
Our blood bears those scars

That faith was there before that book
That belief was lept  before that  look
And chickens roosting have them shook
We only pray heads to the stars

That family we feel all oppressors have feared
We have taken the worst and have endeared
Those blessing raised our faith has reared
Our praise for our dear departed

The faith I return to believe again
The land of my people where life began
Devout I am the son of man
In Africa where we all started