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sankofa jata - real sins lyrics

[intro: malcolm x]
mr. moderator
our distinguished guests
brothers and sisters
our friends and our enemies
(crowd cheers)
everybody is here

[sankofa jata]
1,2 1,2
we a trip man
sankofa…jata

[verse 1: sankofa jata]
when we talkin’ bout money, we be talkin’ bout currency
the people at the top controlling who’s underneath
we talkin’ bout war, the invasions of countries
i’m talking bout conservatives and educated dummies
check it yo
i studied your empires and gods
undertakings and all, you frauds ain’t a mirage
it’s real
i don’t need a bathroom stall to sh-t on your cause
or to post a couple facts, to sh-t on your blog
that shaka zulu voodoo will move through you
they hang’em high, drain’em dry
then lie and say that we kookoo (uh)
the devil don’t exist, just capitalists (yeah)
my sixteens be a catalyst for activists
you sold your soul to get on top of the totem pole
now you up in tv shows, rituals exposed
the confederate owe all of my people settlements
big pharma embezzlements
represent america

[hook: sankofa jata]
real sins, real sins
how many have’ em
real sins
how many have’ em
real sins
how many have’ em

[verse 2: sankofa jata]
dashiki bandannas, civil rights banners
cctv cameras my hands up
write verses on papyrus, the bill of rights
and the bibles, media will wash your brain
remain on that spin cycle
when the parties switched, criss-crossed the lobbyists
mixed up the argument to p-ss off the impoverished
if you 3/5’s they’ll p-ss on your carc-ss
either enlist, deploy, or stay jobless (uhh)
we’re glorious regardless, garveyists
burn the booth, studio arsonist
tuskegee kid, flying in the c-ckpit
tuskegee rigged, syphilis was processed
here come apologists with apologies
pardon me-not, pander me-not, slander me-not
i grammy hot, came to rock
like pebbles in kemet, the spirit be lifted
from ignorance
the most beautiful image envisioned

[hook: sankofa jata]
real sins, real sins
how many have’ em
real sins
how many have’ em
real sins
how many have’ em

[outro: malcolm x]
there’s a world-wide revolution going on
it goes beyond mississippi, it goes beyond alabama
it goes beyond harlem
what is it revolting against? the power structure!
the american power structure? no
the french power structure? no
the english power structure? no
then what power structure?
an international western power structure

- sankofa jata lyrics

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