America's Muse

I’m America’s Muse
America’s Muse
America”s Muse
America’s Music
Its the life and times
the words that rhyme
our non-verbal dialogue
that keeps us moving

I’m America’s muse
America’s Muse
Americas Muse
America’s moving
We use each other to propel
We all go to sleep with dreams to excel
wake up next morning with plans to prevail

I’m America’s Muse
America’s Muse
America’s Muse
America’s monopoly
I’m the commerce in the street
that resulted from the government’s hypocrisy
our currency is currently accepted everywhere
even where there is blasphemy


I’m America’s Muse
America’s Muse
America’s Muse
America’s Quantity
Counted amongst many
My face indifferent from those who surrounding me
Though I’m no pusher
I'm portrayed as an attendee on the corner
Who stacks the reefer and ecstasy
They don’t count me as one who would be counted for educational expectancy

I’m America’s Muse
America’s Muse
America’s Muse
But soon I won’t be
My country is called the “Land of the Free” and that’s what inspires me
I’m America’s muse now but when I’m accomplished
I’ll be America’s quality

LOUD

I hear the whelps
I hear the silence when children cry for help
I hear the deaths
I hear the births
I hear the premature mothers crying on the staircase for help
I hear the bottle popping
I hear the drug dealing
I hear the corner pushing everything except education
I hear the dropouts
I hear the drunkies
I hear the pimps talking deals like buy pussy and get a blow job for free
I hear recession
I hear welfare
I hear the old men get carried away when the government decrease healthcare
I hear the knocks
I hear eviction notices
I hear the young couple who’s moving in together trying to merge their stories
I hear free lunch
I hear the fee waivers
I hear the freedom taken by the man who’s against us Officer Robbie Rears
I hear Puerto Ricans
I hear Blacks
I hear the one white guy who choose to stay and brave the fight
I hear the hood
I hear the neighbors
I hear the pastor praying asking God to save us
I hear the sex
I hear the abortions
I hear the quarrels about what STD she had PLUS who could be the actual dad
I hear the dead beats
I hear the heartbeats
I hear the fast feet when the conversation containing responsibility comes up
I hear the weed
I hear the crack
I hear when it first hit the streets Mr. Lucas was the most respected for Blue Magic
What the fuck
I hear the hunger
I hear the water
I hear the stove that don’t turn on cause the landlord doesn’t want to take a trip over
I hear the ass
I hear the breast
I hear the young women walking around like they’re only good warming beds
I hear the lyrics
I hear the beats
I hear that every young man here is a gangsta rapper from the streets
I hear the sunrise
I hear the sunset
I hear we should live like there is only a day left
BUT.......


Success is silent
Happiness is quiet
The determination in the part of town is evidently absent
I hear the sunset
I hear the sunrise
I hear you only live once but tomorrow always comes despite all of this

WhiteOut

WhiteOut
The right that made us equal
The perception that said we should be called black people

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The centuries of non-believers
Who did not believe in us
Seen no future in us and forgot about our rich past
thought that it would get rid of us quick, and fast
throw the light switch on real fast so we can see clearly

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The line in the gave us the freedom of speech as Americans
But silenced us as we once were as Africans
And while we're at it

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The American when it comes after African
The American before Indian
We all know Christopher didn't discover shit anyway

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Thanksgiving and the thanks we're giving for nothing in particular because it was our ancestors who built this land with their own blood sweat and tears
so rip up and

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Any fears about you can't make it
Cause we all made it
It's just us presently struggling to pave it for our next generation