Enslaved
By the chains we latch around our neck
Pay attention to those in graves;
Our history shows us what's next.
I rather walk with no label than be falsely accused and arrested
I plan on successful returns on all my investments
Yes I'm only half
But I'm fully apart of this struggle
And in a line up
I'm sorry to burst anyone's bubble
They'd probably pick me as well....
I never had a father to grow me into a man
That was my own rumble
Now I'm standing tall
Taking it all.....
A lion in the concrete jungle
With a heart of stone toward
Anything that isn't straight forward
Maximum attention is paid the to minimal subliminals
You know the white criminals who get reality shows
Or the black criminals who still gets hung after serving fifteen to twenty on death row
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