I behold the chalice of our great truths
In my two hands
As I stand before you I can only
Tell you my greatest truths
Or
I can just tell you my friends
How I feel inside my head
I am simply guilty
What more can I say
I took all of what you were telling me
In I just gave it all away to some one who cares?
I don't need no more bullshit
You have fed me too many lies to live with
I am full of shit!
I am brave but I don't want to be
In graved with a slave ship mentality
Thousands of people have died to keep quiet about nothing
Something kept those quite
In running with shackles on from a slave ship
Wasn't in option!
Indeed? ...the ship was packed with gold fragments
We never spoke about our long journey from Eden
My mothers, great grand mother
Never told she was rapped in sold
The same gold you stole
Bought her freedom one day
My mothers, great grand mother was a proud women
Not a slave!
I have a very rare keepsake of her smiling
Looking the same beautiful way
After she was sold in slave
We are all a mixed race today in gold paved the way
Their are those that are ignorant
In have said to me return back to Africa
I was never born a slave you bastards
I am a Black man yes!
I am not a fucken actor I can't pretend to be a human slave
Its 2017 what does all this slave mentality thinking mean
I didn't vote for our president
So excuse me for faking the love
We have a legitimate grudge
For any of you that think you are above
The legal ramifications
There is not a single human being that can't be judged
Its the attitude one partakes
That separates mankind in everyday thugs
I can't close one eye if I can't see the love in the sky
Nor feel its present by
So where is the true love my brotha above
Do we all take a oath to die first
To show our loyalty to whom we love
Today I stand before you my people holding the chalice of truth
I speak for you
When I say out of pain
This is a beast of a nation
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