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letra de bantu roots - theweedperson

bantu roots

bantu roots uprooted 500yrs ago, sh-t nothing u will never ever see before
me that pure bantu roots, stolen from africa with no shoes
prisoner a captured soldier, to the land of the white torturers
carry h-ll on my shoulders, yeah! a n-gga endures in order
i tell u hear my struggle colder,a shadow story, one sided victory
understand the need for right now glory, copy!?
deep in the motherland in another colors fate. no place. god without a trace
a n-gga faceless, humanity disappeared left
un winnable survival, we was animals, color akon f-ck michael
un natural migration, the wrong kind of darwin’s selection
hunted in villages shamed, our daughters in pain raped no help came
the fear anger surrender, the h-ll die feeling the u’ll never eva feeling
while the white chilled k!lled cheat play slave check mate’us, betrayed us
chiefs n kings left us defenceless, while they pocket poverty’less
they never pictured they too were p-wns, of the old crowns profits in pounds
how can u barter trade a n-gga for a mirror, not a business error, demean era
snitch a brother like that, we of the same color fact
so when i say ama fighter, a porter to the story very horror, a slave footprint u follow
a n-gga heart sorrow, rage that k!ll ya tomorrow
we was caned forced to walk in chains, while chained’up to one others
some brothers shot head just for example while sisters heads white head for the struggle

on the way 2 the market! we da product! the produce! famous consumed
in the past news! flow is in check u fools! rules
black black hangings, orphans now u wonder why black black begging(s)
may’because no jesus or moses to path for us, the heavens unknown hidden stash
calling us superst-tious us, uncivilized us, how can i!? in god i trust
unfair sacrifice for the white sins 2! am sorry christ, this ain’t just, straight from heart
sh-t my genes bin through, like it’s a hard number 2
make u laugh with pain to ya heart, donate to the african dream
takeaway shame, f-ck ya fore fathers for leaving a dark blame
how do u think our mother felt when u changed natures fate
leaving land bare, with less strong heir they never care
birth to hunger and the on going civil wars u bleach psychos b-tch!
i tell this like a story book snow white my falla, i f-ck cindellela
grave shout out mandela, say h-llo ya neighbour alpha and omega
guns blast blast take cover, african spirit homicide murder
walk miles in new old nations, as few of us make it to the old new destination
where seas kiss the mother, they stick us whoz tougher?
why do that, small-minded rats i wish i knew karate
we skin tougher f-ck your color thinking (its) superior
haven’t u seen miles we cover no water, salute black power
this is that past tense django, black el’nino fake entertainment tarantino
a bantu categorized, bar coded, loaded, to the lands hate poisoned
in ships as biggie as we was plenty no sp-ce oxygen was almost empty
this is not that american dream that the mexican are shout out for

- theweedperson

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