What do you want from me?
Out of the pleasure of my folks I was conceived
Out of the pain of my mother I was born
What do you want from me?
What do you know of right?
What do you know of wrong?
How dare you give me rights?
How dare you make up laws?
The life is free for free I breathe
And if you could you will charge a fee
You fight for peace killing the kids
Are you so weak for this I weep?
I AM THE BUSH MAN
I am the bush man of river Niger
I speak English so I can appear smarter
I have no identity
My way of life was giving to me by my slave masters
I lost my soul in the cotton fields
Never again will I claim the name of my fore fathers
They were ignorant and backward
Uncivilized and crude
I am the bush man of river Nile
I spend money I don’t have on things I don’t need
Just to oppress my fellow bush man
My life is a joke directed by the orders of the masters
Don’t abuse my masters and if you do
I will defend them I will uphold there culture
Even though they are waiting for my death like
I lost myself to you
A couple of time maybe few
Some friends I met for you I’ve left
Suspends myself for goods I get
I bought another shoe
The latest in my school
The price of this vanity cost my mum some pot of soup
My Gucci watch clocks two
I look around guess what the wall clock says too
They made me believe for you I was born
For you I was taught for you I belong
It won’t be long for in the beyond
You’ll be no more
THE EYES THAT TALKS
THE HEART THAT WALKS
THE EYES THAT LISTEN
THROUGH PICTURES OF NOISE
THE WORLD IS WRONG
BUT NOT FOR LONG
THEY PREACH US LOVE
BUT INVEST IN WARS
THE CHURCH IS FUN
HER WALL IS TALL
THEY PRAY FOR US
BUT DIVIDE US ALL
(Eazy From AK)
From the silent chamber rose a dangerous echo
A messenger of fire sent through the lonely hollow
Faster than the eyes can see thundering as the heart could feel
The trigger watches with a mind fully filled
It’s not the bullet it’s the force behind it that kill
Where is the past of the black race? Why is it in the dark? Erased so we didn’t exist before when? what about the stories and histories of Oyo empire? the dams of river Nile what happened to the experiments and discoveries of our gods? if Sango could destroy an opposition army with thunder isn’t that similar to the ballistic bombings we have today? Our new way of life is alien to us borrowed doctrines we picked up from the explorers, the very smart explorers who did nothing wrong but seek treasures for their goals as a society meanwhile they use cruel and evil means in achieving their aims but however we have a choice as a people to go back to our roots and embrace what we are made of you cant feed a fish with a birds food and expect it to grow well, but we are under a curse a blind spell long casted upon our eyes everything pointing towards our SELF discovery/development immediately contradict our borrowed morals… Religion, Education and total way of life.
We are indeed injured and the cure we administer to this injury is also the source of our injury.
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