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I want to kill all the time thank god vengeance is not mines
Missing what was stolen of mines
Birthright stolen from me by strangers and family
No water to swallow this bitter pill but still I want to kill
Jesus paid the ransom and bought us back
Taking many stripes to his back
To the other cheek took a smack
don't know what Jesus was made of?
I know that I didn't inherit that
I can think of a lot of MF's I want to smack
Black and angry you can call me that
Call me a n*gga if you the wrong color I doubt that
For the price of blood we should not lack
Like Martin Luther king Jr. stood tall and was arrested
If only Malcolm was bullet proof vested
All in us was invested
We still continue to fall to the back
Really what is up with that??
I'm not down with that
Our commander and chief now is black
Give the baby's bottom a smack
Still shackled and locked down in caves
For the way we behave or not behave?
When we are born they dig our graves
Rejected from being born suspected
I am not a racist I stand corrected
A military black revolutionary
Born with my fist clutched tight
Ready to fight before I knew I was black or white
Lost oxygen because the anger in my daddy held me too tight
Even the blind can't miss this
Slavery still exist
Staring down the barrel of a double barrel shotgun
Big brother is not my mamas son
They say you can't solve problems with a gun
Like me everybodies armed with one
Is'nt that how the west was won?
