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Destination antiquity
No need to go beyond and above
to bind yourself to a cause,
because You need to be the real you...
Because if television were smell o vision...
You'd have to move out of your neighborhood
Because the accumulated smell
It'd just be too much...
Wakening the dead make your skin turn red
Like the Native American man
oops, like you His culture is half dead...
Stolen souls sit in purgatory
Having their rights read...
Saying Help, i can't breathe
But, whose the judge And by
the way you lied back in the seventh grade
On your outer spacebook page...
Who do imagine they'll believe...
No part time/misappropriated vision
By the way whose law is this anyway?
Don't have a heart attack,
Your new medicare part d
Won't cover that...
It'll take more than SURREALity TV
And a red state ...state of mind,
President... To relate to that...
And the new chorus line
Of the SUPREME court...
Has, once again
declined To hear YOUR case...
The people who did unspeakable things
To the people who came before you
Have determined, outright
THEY will never PAY To do the right thing,
by your kind
Have you lost your mind?
The TRUTH ...has been declined
The game contiues being played
ON YOU...
What proof do you have to show
As you continue to be attacked...
By rumors and inuendos
that Will rack your brain
due to Intercession/¦indecision
To hijack and attack
your need to be connected
As if you ever were unworthy souls
to be collected,
by and for those connected
Too far gone to be respected
by Those whose lack of morality
to your kind
Caused their prime cast vision for you
Left you to picking cotton
locked into living back history past
going to the university of shoe shine
And before you succumb to
The continued heart attack horror story
Of every black celebrity gone down
To the evil side of town
Understand who
was driving the damn bus
(hint, hint it wasn't us)
Those who say
in money talk/sideways
IN GOD WE TRUST
Don't seem to stick with it
When it comes
from ashes to ashes
Dust to dust
when it comes to us
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