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wone - black flowers lyrics

(sh+t)
gotta question
how did we become
what we died trying to be protected from
how treacherous has it been
and continues to be

28th of august a crosswind had blown
reverend dr. stated what the hate already known
the hate that hate produced
was lettin loose and we were pr+ne
you fight for freedom
bleed em out they thirst for skull and bone
the twist is when our brethren
know better than to clone
oppressors mean to make machines
of brothers who condone (condone)
and don’t atone for post traumatic
stresses in the zone (the twilight)
so then we f+ck ourselves
from learned behavior that was sewn
deep into our psyche where the blight be so ingrown
creepin’ on us nightly where a fight might bring you home
we snitchin’ sh+t to vultures share our stories in these poems
only twenty something unprotected now you gone
to meet a spirit that you thought was god
‘til you were shown
the devil you made you do it and
in h+ll you died alone
black flowers have lost their way
lost their way again
cursed by their will to dream
raped by mankind again

2020
we had a lot of drama black panther black mamba
george floyd the world brought the noise for breonna
taylor made from chi to louisville is this movie real
what we feel tamir is no different from emmitt till
but the fear is still imminent we residents for real
got us on three hots and cot crib is built of steel
built to k!ll built to feel nothing for your brother
now the mission so instilled that we fulfill it for the other
why we gotta die why we fly for the red and blue
mama gotta cry cause the other hue is huntin you
it’s only a few of these leaders they ain’t sweatin you
they keepers of the gate and neva wait
cause they ain’t checking you
what a fool believes we doobie brothers
when we follow rules
but black lives matter
only when they harvesting your tools
black thighs master wanna
swap and chop your wig and c+ck
cop will k!ll a n+gga
while a n+gga k!ll on every block
thinking that a flu
would truce the truth
so we pollute the youth
a million dollars worth a game
on youtube cut your tooth
a black man dead or up in prison
serves the system good
to take the hearts and nuts
remove the guts we bustle in the hood
black flowers have lost their way
lost their way again
cursed by their will to dream
raped by mankind again

we have been
through
over
around
under
beside
on top of and
inside
all colors
smells
brands
aromas and
flavors of
pre+
me
her
them
they and
his+toric
categoric
dog
bird
baby
cow and
now a whole lotta
bullsh+t
blamed for all tensions
gaining little to no attention
for various valuable inventions
from the creation of d+mn near every art
to open surgeries of the heart
we
black
african
afroasiatic
indigenous
colored
diasporic
kemetic
n+ggas
have taken part in
building
breaking
blooming
bleeding
backing up
bringing up
boosting
believing in
breastfeeding and
being
responsible accountable and drownable
in the birth of this earth
it’s not to say everybody else
other than self ain’t sh+t naw
it’s just that these scientists
were p+ssed to find
that the first sign of fire was lit by who?
first to be forced onto the front line was who?
knowing indentured servitude was a unpenalized crime
first to draw a genealogical line
first to be ecologically divine
first harassed
first to get blast no questions asked
hog tied outcast being forced to strip bare ass
who else you know
first to be last
fear is in the air
to be engraved as a slave is under a
system
lovin to
activate
violence
everywhere

we here
been there
nowhere
now here
all don’t care
we fodder and flair treated like seasonal fare
where you order a meal on the menu and
it’s no longer there
we had rights wronged up when it was civil
now we still a pill and a pistol
as we scramble crabbing the cracker barrel
for kibbles and tender vittles
we got forgotten forefathers and foreheads
sitting on a swivel
over shoulder squinty eyed and
plenty died dead dumbed down and blinded
by the absent+minded
moonlighting as masters and mentors
who stayed all fraud in broad day
b+st+rds who pimped wh0res
remember your pastor
remember you had to ask to
go outside and had gram gram
on the painted stairs grinnin with pride
ya pie hole stained
from grape kool aid and cherry now and laters
playin the kissing game
there was an age that came
where we were timid and feeble
p+ssin in the chlorine cesspool
at the ymca with the wall poster of the village people
never knowing our village
was on deck to flex as a resident evil
f+ck be wrong with our people
wreckin and disrespectin our own
impetus to burn effigies as edifice
complex ain’t god yet oedipus
syndrome stockholm pts homegrown
b+tchmade i prayed to be in a time
to gather black matters
to reverse and edit the predator
measure your brother but don’t be his competitor
black nuts are endangered
but left unprotected federally
by this other wildlife reserve

‘we tolerate you n+gga
so long as you use your strength and
length to be the animal
in the farm we recruited you to serve’

see h. rap gil scott stokley and steve cokley
gave us fact no mack
sniffin the code+switchin
the swiss and colby jack propped on the rat trap

b+lls dropped for j’s flamin’ hots and snapbacks
saggin ass cracks gave way
to the badass song of sweetback
cloak and dagger
went from ganja and hess
to a rorschach crash test dummies
family matters urkel in a cyclical circle
of madea in a dress reppin’ a tp lovecraft country
we in a land of gettin milked and
for a m+th+f+cka like i it ain’t nuttin honey
let me tell you what god loves
i’m 38,000 above your feet and
i’ll draw a paper thin line
between the meek and elite
you can’t breathe
without people raising testament to your glory
that’s the f+cked up part of our story
we ain’t angry no more
we armchairin’ and thumb hustlin’
sittin’ still and refuse to run
mr. nancy say ‘angry gets sh+t done’
release is a relief
we ain’t gotta die in the sky
if we don’t fly with what’s beneath
feed some self belief (sh+t)
we already getting by
within an inch of our life and
by the skin of our t++th
we bruised whether we win or lose
ain’t that right lebron naomi simone my mama talk to papa
ask yourself before it’s all over
black people you are who you lookin for
you are the master and
realized dream of your destiny
there ain’t nothing you can’t do and
it ain’t sh+t n0body else can tell you you can’t do
you’re always on display
long looked
gawked and
side+talked
double crossed on the sidewalks
eroticized while vilified
we get sidestalked
karen in the elevator purse clutchin
but karen sho’ nuff will be
the incubator for some blacked lovin’
social contradiction that this
faction of phallic friction addiction
don’t function to the worlds satisfaction
the future ain’t never been frontin
we the breed the mc’s need
el comandantes of communique and
its even better when a n+gga
born and bred in the drenched p+ssy of la
whatever date today is
i make a promise to pac man the land and
spend the rest of these breaths til death
that the rest of the whole m+th+f+ckin world understands
that we black flowers can’t lose our way or
be raped by mankind ever again

black flowers have lost their way
lost their way again
cursed by their will to dream
raped by mankind again

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