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Conflict resolution 
Grandmama 
Drilled it my mind
Black is Beautiful 
Was always told 
You should abide by the constitution 
So why do I feel 
Marginalized

name is and I'm here to say
Fuck any rapper alive who starts their rap that way
Including me, indubitably
I poo and pee, so juvenile
On the ones and twos

and my brain, it hurts

Where am I? What is this?
Buried alive!
I can't see, I can't breathe
Buried alive!
My flesh now ravaged by worm and by time

lacks it
Getting black lips when we light it up and pass it
But it takes our senses, making us senseless
Useless dimensions and so many questions
Try

Be hunted by black trees
They're laughing when I fall down
The dense dirt drag my feet
I bury myself into slime

I guard my back but I'm
So slow

I opened up my eyes, to my grim surprise
I was surrounded by the black of absolute night
I've been buried alive

It's a small house, a little too

buried alive
We have tried this a thousand times but you're brutal
You're brutal
When there's nothing left to atone for
Circle back it's time for an encore

To fuck me over again
Left me laying in the mud
And I was taken by the wind
You buried me alive
Now I'm coming for revenge
Don't even fucking try to say
You

all part of the system, we all want to be blind
We scream in defiance, we poison our minds
In this desert of silence, we'll be buried alive
We bathe

we're doing it, wow
Skepta, you look like you’ve got AIDS
You look like you’ve got HIV
You look like you’ve got Gonorrhea
All around your lips
'Cos you

There's ways to die
By the hand of the one you love
But now you're buried alive
As you're rotting six feet below

All lone
With no one by your side
Death

Wolves Amongst the Sheep

Kool G Rap

God of the Serengeti

2012

violence begets violence, you're drowned in a river of blood
And all you bastards can plead for mercy and cry, you're buried alive
Nobody's digging you up

last breath, through his 45
And There I lye
Buried Six feet deep
Killed by my sins
Just another black sheep

I'm a Black sheep, yea me
A rebelin outlaw,

and black
And spouting the news that the revolution is coming
And you better get ready, sort of like
The end of the world is coming, unfortunately

and black
And spouting the news that the revolution is coming
And you better get ready, sort of like
The end of the world is coming, unfortunately

at the pits of her eyes
With lips to himself he denies
That she's really alive

Ashes to ashes, and dust to dust
Animated by lust
In her funeral dress she

Yeah,
Holy repent,
Value his ways
The heavy price of what vanity pays
I was in bondage to vanity
Thankful for Abba (Father God) for clarity
Buried my

yaeh
Disrespect anyone of my bros again
Fling on my black track clothes again
Make sure you die slow again
And I'm finished, yo yo
Like Arma said, it's

Easter-Famale voice written by Simmy Makhijani
-Chorus’ based on old world prayers






Seed and root, bud and stem
Spear to cauldron, lance

again I prove that
Any radio show, any DVD, any stage show man
Put me up against gimmicks
Sound effects or skippy flow man
Don’t think that you’re cold

Blue is in my heaven
All in her hands
Buried so deep down
Light can't even reach

Blame it on the boredom boredom
Blame it on the lies reported

Always play it how it go she don’t ever have a plan she don’t ever have a plan
If she dies she said she wanna be buried six feet in black sand six feet in

away in my frozen decay, your lips cold and you're dead... You're dead to me 

Buried alive in your burning desire
My quivering heart floated in fire

untold
A fragile desire
We nurture and hold
But that's all gone now

You see everything in black or white 
But love is  coloured by the spectrum of light