Lyrics:
not a mystery it's history and here's how it go
Now Hariett Tubman, was born a slave
She was a tiny black woman, when she was raised
She was livin'
No, no, that's good that's my passion
Farrakhan was not correct about
Everything in his
Career, but those points resonated with many
As he dispatched
Lost in your arms again
Lost in the waves
Standing by a river got me caught up in my dreams
Caught in-between, rough undercurrent in the stream
This
they're taking toll
If you've been bad, Lord, I bet you have
And you've not been hit by flying lead
You've not been hit by flying lead
You'd better
you can't hear the silence
Even when it's there. Like the wind seen from the window,
Seeing it but not being touched by it.
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Words sometimes
mamas that's black
Sum jus don't have it that's not an attack
But my mom gave me strength
Gave me power
And courage
And passion
To live out my god
and conquer like they did on plantations
This ain’t no race war, no colour I got hate for
I’d rather see the whole world against racists
And my story never
Ya'll know who it is
Marley Ranks
Who Dat Mama? Marley Ranks
Welcome to 'The HIGHer Calling'
Hey how are you all?
An hey hi I'm Marley
I designed
'cross
Wasn't waiting for nothing to jump off
But I took that leap though
We come from zero, nothing, nathan
Nada so God is my hero (she is)
The black
physically
That don't mean I'm not affected by the history
My grandmama was a slave, that shit gets to me
And you ain't got no motherfucking sympathy, you
become a Black Panther
Protected by the black militia
Better protect ya neck my backup is RZA
Sunshine Sunshine oh how you made us dark
Moonwalking on land
The revolution will not televised
Distracted and lost by social media lies
This for the woke
Are you ?
Eyes wide shut
Keep ya down
Don't you dare
was dirty
Came the battle of oppression, by the hero of this story
Marcus garvey
Preaching black pride and glory
It started with a movement, back
Pac, Dre, Tyler, Lamar, Earl and Derrick Rose
Mental slavery, made in school is not for made for me
They don't tell the story of black blood
giant sized,
Come to my school, get pimp-matized.
In your school, what do they teach?
English, math, and history.
Pimpin' game, you can learn.
And if
profession.
Can't be effected by the Great Depression.
So if you want to be giant sized,
Come to my school. Get pimp-matized.
In your school, what do they
the promo
Shouldn't've bothered from the start
'Cause the cancer left his lungs and it's on my grandfather's heart
Yeah, just not the side that the beat is
the Master Gee
Well, my name is known all over the world
By all the foxy ladies and the pretty girls
I'm goin' down in history
As the baddest rapper there
curving round
My story, like I found
The stop sign
But I never checked my breaks I guess it's
All, history
Future's past
I'm sorry
If I passed
You by, just
Feelin' bigger than life, but I gotta own it
It's a victory
Let's make history
Judge me by my progress
Look
Look at where I started and look at where
pollinated by the "Be"
Pac called it the rose that rose from concrete
How do you define divine that finds street?
"Hip bop," the color of my leaves
Not
the Master Gee
Well, my name is known all over the world
By all the foxy ladies and the pretty girls
I'm goin' down in history
As the baddest rapper there
like the crowd laughed at Carrie
Black lives matter, true - I agree
But before all that we gotta have unity
This is when they know not to mess with
The injustice will not prevail
You hear me?
Feel me?
Felt me?
Help me!
Tell me, who do we run to when there’s no one by my side?
Tell me, where we supposed to go
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