Lyrics:
Civilization by Yosef Ben-Jochannan
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Nile again by Yosef Jochannan
Civilization or Barbarism by Cheikh
Anta Diop and then
Black Indians
Afro American Unity
Couldn't afford AAU
So we balled on the streets
Now I got water on my knees
I got whatever on my dreams
By any means
But I
on the trigga
I was born a regular man of the Earth
With a curse to walk like a soldier since birth
My exterior is shaded in by my melanin
Stereotype of my
American
So's I can understand
And don't be dealin' off the bottom
Because ooh that's rough
Take five, five, then stop, that's enough
Now when you bet put up
to the mouth and the brain, shoutin my name
Holocaust, black man, lose vains, littered with thorns
Back-smack you so hard, all your seeds will be formed
ah die
Sling shot, hit birds from the sky
So when I landed in the country with eagle's eyes
I'm in the kitchen cooking American pie
That's
'cause I know that I am, man
I'm goin' down in history like American Bandstand
I stay fresh to def like the neighborhood dope man
I stay on the top
Czolgosz, working man
Born in the middle of Michigan
Woke with a thought
And away he ran
To the Pan-American Exposition
In Buffalo
In Buffalo
with a golden heart
Cause there's no stopping
The clock's TikTok-in'
When the man upstairs shows how much he cares
By only taking twenty percent
Don't
the odds
I felt imprisoned quite a while so I worked the laws
Y'all aint in Kansas anymore
Hell I never was
Wizard with the writin man - any which way its
or understand why we act so strange
Demands to assimilate and speak like US
Or un-American aspersions shall get cast
Forgetting your past, you are doomed
shoes on the whip
My nigga hit me with the latest, greatest
He told me get inside the whip so I can know just what the up to date is
He said he fuckin
and just thrown out
Of your house by an angry
Spousе that caught you cheating
Got you feeding all on the bus
Get on thе bus and try to get puss
It’s not me,
been invaded by a white man's DNA
So now everyday we pray that this slavery will cease to replay in our minds
They said I was free, but everyday they
on this block like a ceiling fan
I been the man and I know bitch, you been a fan
Glock 23 air him out of hisTimberlands
I got them racks so she fuckin but
Yeah
So many sore losers keep tryna talk to me
Y'all need to focus on winning, stop focusing on me
Yeah
Thirteen thousand in Portugal, that's
it
Nigga I live it (no bloodclat gimmicks) blow
Soul survive cut me a slice of American Pie
Piece by piece, bit by bit
'Fore it all falls down in
didn't call bush's bluff
We live by the pen, and die by the gun
Any records kept must be expunged
People filled with hate, what happened to love
We want it
of heart
Some say a lot of nerves
The man had a lot of smarts
The man with the million dollar words
Led by example
Righteous people wanna follow
Take
and simply afford a home
So I suggest it's time for you to forgive all student loans so
You know a wise man once said "Never confuse education with
The so-called American revolution
All are equal in the eyes of God
Just ask the slaves in my backyard
Too bad you can't just wish it away
A few generations cannot
So you didn't get drafted by the NBA
But you got drafted to defend your USA
Now you got war on your mind
Put you on front line and you will die
'cause I know that I am, man
I'm goin' down in history like American Bandstand
I stay fresh to def like the neighborhood dope man
I stay on the top
of a travelling man
Conceived and born in a caravan
Lives where he could and comes out when he can
Death of a rock star played by an actor
Gotta make a film 'cause
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