If its all written
Then that means its scripted
So who do I talk to when I wanna write my own adventure
How long are we suppose to suffer being indentured
Or was that the trick
Convince us this is it
Promise you freedom but give you the dick
And we think we have rights
We're less than human
Our bodies have been consumed in
Hatred
Convinced it’s our make up
The DNA double helix
Will prove it all if we believe it
But bereave it
Because it'll take more than hope to achieve it
but that's all they gave us
Disguised it as faith
For our sake
"Then let them eat cake"
That won't supply
Only deny
And we take pride in the slum
That we supposedly came from
If we don't discuss what happen before
Then all can be ignored
"We'll supply you with your historical journey”
I know your yeaning
And hope to find culture
And that need gets stronger the more you get older
but the further you are the closer
Ill tell you how its supposed to be
Before the voyage across the sea
There lived me
In a tribe not a city
No gold no roads
And no souls
We hunt for food
And communicate like fools
What a terrible plight
Pale face save us from this life
So we came and we were all thinking the same
If we make it on the voyage then ill lives will be plain
But the script was written
And the information we were given was not how we would be living
I know something was wrong when we left in chains
My partner next to me was maimed
I don't think he'll make it
But whatever burden he endures I'll take it
Right along with him
Chains and whips for slaves on ships
And any critic will tell you it is what it is
Well that's just it
You don't even recognize that an injustice was done
And criticize us when we have nowhere to run
you took everything and gave us nothing
But suffering and ways to cheat your system
Its our only form of resistance to this script that was written
Well kill me with your pen or let me edit and finish
