Keith WIlliam -
my revolution is one of non-acceptance, the counter culture catalyst of tactical aggression, hands down, fists clenching the fourth noble truth and teeth bearing the last attempt to find common ground
among crowds of state-issued crowns i breathe heavy, find the tail of a snake that’s been eating away at organs and orchestrate a coup of mind
in liu of citations and side eyes i stand strong and shine light on white lies from the privileged view of my white eyes
i least i can say, i tried, right?
no longer leveraging imperialistic led lethargy
let my people peer through curtains
realize that fear is certain, circulated through false claims and fabricated versions
the last virgin
child of their aversion
mild compared to the capitalistic cross we’re forced to furnish
(turn the turnic)
hide natural hair under turbans and paint the people quote unquote"urban"
while eulogies utilize the euphemisms of united persons
they still write us off as just a group of clever wordsmiths
i’m certain the serpents with sociopathic purpose
impair the peasants with calculated steps towards these diversions
devalue my fellow man and ban critical thought from public
while substance is demonized through 9 to 5s and ulcered stomachs
they’ve cultivated a culture
handed if off to vultures
branded the rebels left as a band of stranded soldiers
so fuck it
i guess that’s exactly what we will be then
herald the humanistic side of heathens
you just dismantle white supremacy on the weekends
so take a seat then...
Chorus-
mind over matter
matter over money
strange how it never really matters when its sunny
white eyes realize lies right? funny
black lives matter more than white pride, dummy
Dyver-
I got a red dot on the head
I gotta red dot on the head
they only wanna see a n**** dead
did I offend you with what I just said?
(I'm)
Black as the dark matter that no one can even grasp
Black as the wormhole that can alter future and past
Black as the clinched fist of the panthers who didn't last
Black as molasses
black as Martin or Cassius
Back as knights Arthurian legends
and them black plagues
black as subconscious thoughts of my grandmas last days
a descendant of Robert
stole a ship from confederates
so don't tell me your symbol means pride
I'm on the other side
more than a color I
died just the other night
and woke up sentient soul shining a bright light
this whole system controls me controls you
with color lines and lack/ trailer parks to the trap
play your part or get clapped
fuck political raps
this is life on wax
this is Ancient Rome
this is Hitler
this is caesar
and napoleon
this is far beyond your twitter feed and Facebook posts
this is all we ignored
our internal war
our America
from my auntie to my nephew and cousin erica
the souls of black folk was published in 1903 so don't act like you ain't get a chance to know me
my cuz Courtney knows oppression
I mean it took him ten to life to learn his lessons
y'all watching nazis like paparazzi
getting all worked up
while I'm laughing in cynicism and cuttin my dreads off
have you studied mumia?
have you studied assata
I know why PAC got shot up
credits
released September 13, 2017
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Alexa Lima - Synthesizer, Effects, Noise
Yung Matthew - Cuts, Noise
Dyver - Lyrics, Sampler
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