Tragedy and Missory is what they teach for my Black his-story,
Learning to self hate the youth grow up in hypocracy,
Trapped in our own mind they set us free but not free mentally,
My people have not changed they'll sell each other to live in luxory,
I prosper everyday but when i do my people envy me,
The struggle will someday pass but until that day they still have HIV,
They want us to kill eachother, to lock us up- in captivity!
But the devil will not win, no more sin and false phyilosophy,
Used and abused and mistreated for there monopoly,
Poverty is driven, giving your last to play the lottery,
I made up in my mind to live free the rest was His-Story,
If u want to be clean and succeed step out Faithfully,
This world is a gift but a curse without the unity,
There is power in Knowledge it was written just like your destiny,
So get off the couch and pay attention to what the children see,
Cause Jah is the Judge and the Jury you better Honour Thy! (Peace)
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