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THE MUSICAL FYAH...
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FIRE FALL PON THIS WICKED TEMPLE BABYLON WHERE BLACK MEN FIGHT OVER BRICKS THAT ARE ON LOAN FROM GOVERNMENT AUTHORITIES.
THE WOUND OF SEPERATION CAUTERIZED IN THE HEAT OF FALSE KNOWLEDGE IMPRESSED THAT PERMEATES BLACK FOLKS SENSE OF SELF WORTH.
A PATCH OF DIRT ON A CITY STREET IS NOT WORTH A LIFE AS A BODY FALLS TO THE GROUND FILLED WITH LEAD...A BLACK MAN DEAD AT THE HAND OF HIS BROTHER...BLOOD OF RED THAT TURNS TO BROWN IN THE MORNING SUN.
SO SAD THE SONG THAT PLAYS AS HIS NUMBER IS ADDED TO THE STATISTIC...ANOTHER AFRICAN AMERICAN DEAD FROM GANG VIOLENCE...A CRIME OF PASSION.
WAR AND PESTILENCE AS THE DOPE MANS CAR PASSES BY WITH THE BASS BUMPING SPREADING DISEASE AND CHAOS.
A 10 DOLLAR CRACK WHORE IN AN ALLEY SUCKING DICK ON SCRAPPED KNEES...DIRTY ASS POLICE WITH HIS PANTS DOWN AND HIS WHITE ASS OUT.
A CHILD WHO WALKS TO THE STORE...PLAYS BALL AND SEES IT ALL...SO MANY WONDER WHERE HE LEARNS TO HATE.
WHAT IS TO BECOME OF HIM?
SLAVE TO THE BABYLON SYSTEM OF MANIPULATION THAT PENETRATES HIM TO HIS CORE...A FIRE BURNING BRIGHT WITH HATE AND DISDAIN...FUCK THE POLICE AND ALL THEM OTHER NIGGERS TOO.
THESE ARE THE ROADS THAT HE TRAVELS...THESE ARE THE FRIENDS WHO WALK BY HIS SIDE...I WILL DIE FOR THEM...THEM FOR ME.
FYAH FALL PON THIS WICKED TEMPLE BABYLON FOR BUILDING MORE PRISONS THAN SCHOOLS...MORE CHURCHES THAN HOMES FOR THE POOR...SHINING ASS TEMPLES IN THE HEART OF A WAR ZONE...TOUCHING THE BOTTOM OF THE SKY.
SUBURBANITES STANDING BEHIND FALSE SENSES OF SECURITY...FENCES OF SEPERATION ERECTED IN A SUPPOSEDLY FREE NATION.
A BELLY THAT GROWLS FROM HUNGER IN THE LAND OF MILK AND HONEY...HUNGER THAT CAUSES THE FIRE TO FLARE...GOT TO GET THAT SHIT ANY WAY POSSIBLE.
FYAH FALL PON THIS WICKED TEMPLE BABYLON.
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