Im a son of the ones whose mothers got raped
Whose babies was used as alligator bate
Whose families was broken up as part of the trade
Moors brought over in an act of war
Same black people who brought Europe enlightenment
Put on ships beaten with whips
Bred on southern farms like cattle
Made the work the field like chattel
Tortured freedom fighters made them examples
Control thru free here’s one example
To read or write was to lose your life
Cause knowledge of self makes you wanna fight
the miseducation that is part of they system
They trippin talkin bout white Egyptian
Airwaves stay flooded with ignorance
They usin hiphop as a weapon for the system

Built this country still they call us lazy
Survin conditions crazy
Wanna call us violent but when it comes to killin
Check your history for the billions
traumatized our people for centuries
Still got the whole world fearing me
Distortin peoples views with your slander
And hidin the truth..propaganda

Little black girl walkin thru a white mob
To desegregate school she need the national guard
So she can pledge allegiance to a nation
Continuing slavery thru mass incarceration
Jim crow and amendment 13
No justice since 1619
Mental warfare willie lynch
back of the bus bodies being lynched
Different times same sentiment
You say it aint you so where your people went
That burnt crosses and fired hoses
They one and the same and the world knows it
Government aids in the killings of blacks
Private prisons and police attacks
Divide and conquer and enslave the mind
has been a strategy thru-out the time

Its free black labour that built these states
Like it built the pyramids still nothing but hate
Werent meant to survive but we found a way
Still they try to divide spreadin lies everyday
Manipulate our culture and use it in time
to divide the people and enslave our minds
Hate the black but copy everything we do
And do everything they can to keep us from the truth
So you see it in the streets but don’t hear it in the music
You know they don’t love it so they bound to abuse it
Welcome to the minstrel show
Clowns in blackface coonin for the dough
When the light shines darkness fades
Progress thru the struggle find a way
My heroes are Malcolm and Bobby Seale
Power to the people till we all treated equal