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CHORUS

It’s a sad state of affairs that we have in here
And we claim that we civilised
Because it’s more than insane cause we keep doing the same thing
That destroy so many lives

VERSE 1

See I don’t know about y’all but it’s embarrassing
To know that there’s a need for operation Trident
In case you don’t know that’s the part of the police
To deal specifically with black on black crime in the streets
What the ….is wrong with us
You telling me that this is the state of the race that
Most advanced society we made that
Carried the burden of slavery and stand tall on the same back
And now you trying to tell me that we struggling
To find the answers to the puzzling
That they keep forcing down our throats straight muzzling
But we keep on guzzling and hate and kill each other
But feel good to be hustling
Come on man escape society
Take some to yourself and gain sobriety
Look at the story of your life yeah that’s your legacy
Now keep it real man to man are you proud of what you see?

VERSE 2

Are you strong enough to rise up long enough
To divide illuminate grasp and wise up followers
Of any man or any clan who strives to dishonour us
Who lies just to topple us?
The people should salute!
And Ill recruit any being, given the fact were all human beings,
Tax man, even the police will cease when they stop breathing.
All seeing eye, man kinds arteries bleed but I’m past letting the foxes breed
I’m not a sheep
I need to sever degeneracy so I slice slay with syllables.
Benevolent rebel, eloquent, forget embedded pebbles.
Severing every traitor with blades of bass
Raping state ass, I spit exquisite politics to twist a sick nature
Anarchistic ink drips, and civil cysts desist but persist to blister effortless,
seeping from beneath lips.
Pissed system, missing literalists and although I’m throwing lyrical bricks,
You know my path provokes trespass, so tread hard!



VERSE 3

Man I watch War Of The Worlds
And I swear to god I wish there was a war of the worlds
I wish that earth would get invaded by extra terrestials
With technology to make our weapons look like vegetables
And I wish that they were hostile so we could see
How ridiculous the way we living life could really be
They won’t care about the colour of your skin
The size of your bling
The money in your pocket, the position that your
In the bigger scheme of things there’s no value
To these things that we fight for like animals
Instead of all these criminal activities
We should be philosophising about the remedies
To the problems we face
And no it’s not just the blacks
Everybody’s in a messed up state of time
You not feeling like I’m feeling man just give it some time

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from The Black Lion Chronicles Chapter 2: Respect Your Legacy, released January 11, 2010

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