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My hand reveals....
ancient signs....
ancient rhymes....
I secure....
reaching into....
da ancient depths of my mind.....
Mind time....
Moves quicker than....
thine, sinking quicker in quicksand.....
Quick San!....
She’s quicker than....
da universe made SanReg.....
so what are you eating?....
Burger king, Mickey D’s, or Wendy’s?....
When D’s....
Penny’s....
Value plummets....
Head over tails....
telling tells....
of da head....
who valued less....
our human life....
and moooooore…....
the expansion of his....
union?....
U Men....
Still needs....
to proclaim your....
emancipation....
not endure, emasculation.....
Your mass is accumulating....
as the wealth of the wealthy....
2% of dis nation.....
Blood....
Sweat....
and tears....
after years and years—....
you’ve....
changed in two....
money....
is everything you is....
po’, po’, po’.....
Shit!....
You just remembered....
Ho, ho, ho!....
is around da corner.....
So what you gonna ....
do then?....
Give up your mama and your daughter....
just to buy gifts....
I hear that whip....
CMACK!!!....
Smoke....
Came from the slice in your skin....
burning bright red....
like crack pipes....
with your....
pipe dreams,....
chasing slice after slice.....
You pie-friend!....
“Find by me.”....
You are what you eat!....
you all but asleep!....
You all betta keep....
Your sickness to yourselves;....
But hell, yall breed fast.....
Fast asses!....
While orphan children....
Starve in Africa.....
“Africa?”....
Yeah, it still exist....
somewhere....
ova your rainbow....
that you’ll neva touch....
dancing like a fool....
Dance Fool!....
beside a pot of fools gold.....
“Ooooooo,”says the crowd.....
No!....
I’m speaking to yall too!....
‘til yall blue,....
like me,....
and black....
from this bat.....
Jus’ call me…....
Batman!....
Like Morgan Freeman,....
Cuz this is MY Eastside High,....
I’m taking it back!....
Teaching you songs....
Or you might as well jump.....
Jump! Damnit!....
Cuz da stockmarkets your god.....
You destined to fall;....
Destined to crawl;....
dragging your balls....
cuz youre definitely chained.....
2 million encaged?!!....
But it ain’t a shame,....
Cuz you’re ashamed of being alive;....
a live part of the social-body.....
You’re AID’S!....
You’re taking your own life!....
Anti-bodies unite!....
But they label us socialist!....
They label us anti-social men!....
They label us!....
‘til the truth lies....
under a pile of lies.....
Its been “9-11!” on our lives....
since the Mayflower glided....
ova violent waters....
like in the beginning:....
“let there be light.....
As long as the light....
has the might, then it’s right.....
“To da left, to da left,”....
If you don’t like.....
“You leftist and liberals are all alike!”....
So fight!....
Barack Obama, fight!....
But I’m less concerned about skin tone.....
We need an ideology shift,....
Or we might....
Lose our lives tonight.....
The assasins bullet....
has taken on a life of its own.....
They ride wit da chrome;....
Strapped wit media outlets;....
hollow-pointed subliminal messages....
to your dome.....
Yeeeeaaaaah.....
I got a damn chrome too!....
Harriet Tubman’s unborn.....
FOOL!!!....
I can go on, and on....
singing my song:....
The sun rises in the East....
and sets in the west!....
The sun rises when you see....
and sets when you rest!....
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Welcome to Eastside High.....
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Ommmmmm....