Sunday, September 13, 2009
Real
I Come With Rhymes Straight From The Heart, These fools Come Straight Out of Comic Books, My Pharonic Mindset Is Passtence to this Ignorance,Im Just Trying To Eat But The System is still Fixed,So In Reality We Are Still Being Lynched, By Dead White Boys On Dollar Bills, Slavery May Not Be Physical But It’s Still Real, Can I Live? Probably Not, The Average Blackman Doesn't Make It To 25 Before He Bites The Dust, They sent Me In To Bring Balance To The Force, Like Serif I Protect That Which Matters Most, I Am My Greatest Enemy, So I Got To Keep An Eye On Myself...
Sometime Its Hard To Cope With This Stuff,
And Lately All You Got to Do To Make A Fool Of Us, Is Make A Realty Show About us,
I Guess It Don’t Matter As Long As The Money Is Good, And I Could put Real Content In My Lyrics But It Wouldn't Do Us Know Good, The Ignorance Being Pushed Through These Waves Messes With Our Brains, I Know Subconsciously My People Are In Pain...,When Depression Sets In,And My Brother Picks Up That Gin Tonic Again..The Cycle Starts All Over Again
I Know We Can Survive The Rain,
It Brings Tears To My Eyes To See You Relapsing Again, God Helps Those Who Help Themselves But With Out Self Will You Are The Help, I Asked God To Send Me An Angel - He Told Me To Look In The Mirror Then I Seen The Wings On My Back, So I Help All Those I Can, With The Power Of Voice And Influence, I Miss All My Brothers Who’s Mind Is Held Hostage By This World Of Crazy Influences, When Families Break Up And All Hope Is Lost, Just Reunite And Find The Love That Was Lost, They May Be Alive Today, But Tomorrow They May Be In A Cof-fin...... And With That Said I Will End.
Signed- Malik Stronger Muhammad
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