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Peak #1,910
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Peak #185
Author
Under-Rated
Uploaded
June 04, 2003
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Lyrics
we travel back to the beginning,
whites took the roles of blacks and history
was re-written
....now begins the transition
the foundation
lets reset times clock and flock to the dawn of creation
and relive our lives with slight sighs of sized alteration
rearranging specification making caucasion glow ebony black
the soul emitts darkness, the carcass remains truely intact
counteract ethnic artifact undoing godly wounds with acriflavine
leaving the ordeal to heal and reveal charcoal like melanin
examine the pigmentation, a concatenation of colors occured
living free in the mind of a slave, braving elements endured
reword the bible, quote each disciple obfuscating their stance
to fer-de-lance, hebrew is see-through, the tongue's afrikaans
echoing tribal chants begging holy mans to teach and preach us
that the new-born baby jesus brewed in the womb a black fetus
evolved in that habitus dying for equivelent bibical reasons
but altered our life's proceedings like reducing earths seasons
for white europeans were now dominent in the african continent
the reciprocal of imperialism, in blacks wealth was prominent
popular bibical explanation now shows jesus was a black creation,
enslavement for the caucasion,
the bright continent there for the black mans taking
the adjustment
as previously told, the first verse just set the tone
whites reside in africa, europe was the blacks throne
living years alone, no conflict,and peace a formality
till normality became occupying lands with a cavalary
much fatality, survivors with dry saliva turned pawns
disposable as condoms,falling to the ground like acorns
they marched on,shackled in chains to ships resembling graves
back to the present,take a look,now whites are the slaves
transported to home of the braves,sewing seeds in alabama
the wrong kind of enamor, and bought by a black farmer
unexpurgate bad karma, a tarnished mind is worse than battered matter
enslavement,grounded like pavement, praying for humane in the latter
but this worlds a hammer, ignites and strikes in sequencial blows
till your diagnosed as a quelquechose enclosed in a state of decompose
want to oppose, so they just juxtapose and mature together
re-written for my pleasure, now living how blacks did forever
the white man continues to live how black people did
before this adjustment,
previous ways are unknown,
but deja vu is sympathetic and conditions improve.
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