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letra de kunta kinte - tg24

[intro: homeboys]
we associated with devil
we are sinners
we love guns god
we understand crime
we hate police moses
we hate life
but we remain permanent
[verse 1: tramail grier]
i’m an ancestor, the blood of a lion
heart amputated through my sleeve of an mayan
mischiefing my essence, pressing my existence into incitement
opposite of an enlightenment, institutionalized from indictmеnts
from a adolescent to being cursеd with other adolescents
innocence remains unfixable in this verse with the worst blessing
that ill-stration of a mona lisa, the street version
to purchase an orphanage without expense
a paid victim, reoccurring in our system
modern day kunta kinte not falling prey to prison
[chorus: tramail grier/kz]
kz: kunta kinte, from the origins of the roots
t: institutionalized from the blue eyed white devil
kz: chastise my bloodline from soil stems to spruce
t: the brown eyed rebel
justify my assumptions that i’m an naked of knowledge
kz: holding my ancestry’s veins through hostage
[verse 2: kz]
i’m an ancestor, the heart of an aryan
the pressure to spark from my residence to spark the loudness of an clarion
assumed on the loudness of an barbarian
but my recipe on a shakespeare atmosphere
even on these locks, i’m going to persevere
enlightened for my regiments on a mission for precedence
to the placenta of submissions to relevance for reality
send em to the white house, end my sessions of depression
to the lights out, it’s quiet now
redemption on my footprints to sacred temptations
our souls reflating, investigating my narrative
kunta kinte is slaved but slaved through the ropes
if there’s a modern day one, he’ll be selling dope
[poem: tramail grier]
the incarceration the system has applied
wings of a broken b-tterfly
of the loss of a great soldier
the dark bloodline lives for the spirit
black ink devoted to the inscription

- tg24

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