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City: CLEVELAND
State: Ohio
Country: US
Signup Date: 9/23/2005

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Wednesday, March 15, 2006 
I'm a role model lil niggaz, follow my lead,
I'm a army of one bein all I cou' be,
but nobody hollin at me
in no army fatigues
and six in the mornin', I'm just fallin' asleep,
see I'm in the lead,
dawg I would hardly be me
with my hands out waitin for somebody to eat,
real standup dudes never crawl on they knees,
chest out, head high, who's taller than me?
nobody, when the king come, you fall on you knees,
same way your chick do when she callin for D,
you wanna be free,
seem like it oughta be free,
but in this life, for everything they chargin a fee,
we been down so long that it's harder to see
what the top look like, they distorted the scene,
bless Marcus Garvey... thought he could leave
so he started Black Star, we was sorta deceived,
taught to believe
in this great American dream
where could it be?
lookin everywhere what I seen
is we livin in a land where dollars Allmighty,
but it's Allrighty
if you Allwhitey,
but for the black man this life ain't no party,
can't get ahead I'm takin' the whole body.

See, I'm tryinta get the dollars circulatin
to bubble like some coffee that's percolatin,
I heard "it's worthwhile, then it's worth the waitin",
but bein broke really startinta work my patience,
they raped Mama Africa, birthed a nation
and cursed the sacred
places of worship tracin
to first civilizations,
reversed the ancient
ways of the kings, now niggaz revert to basic
instinct... living as the worst forsaken
in the slums where it's ain't enough Hearses vacant,
nine of ten times a nine burst it's facin
at brown persons faces
for turfs and papers,
y'all niggas ain't gangsta, you perpetratin'
stand up like the g's you impersonatin'
it's getright here, be the first to take it
I smack lady liberty, the purse I'm takin'

I see they flag, I don't know how to act,
knowin they put dem stripes in my grandaddy back,
they livin like caddyshack
with the flat with the pool in back
while a young dude that's black
tryinta move the packs
with tools to pack,
city streets ruled with gats,
fiends givin up food for crack,
America remember me,
I been here for centuries,
ur industries
built on my injury,
when the field needed workin you sent for me,
now sinfully
steady you been pimpin me,
now you got me in yo penitentiary,
I spoke the truth, but you tried to censor me,
you can't pull wool over my sensory,
I see you, not who you pretend to be,
I took a good look see, a proper gander,
so I cou see thru all the propaganda,
the shit that you did that you got to answer,
home of the brave,
built from you ownin the slave,
well hot damn!! it's a new day
and nigga I be got damn if you do me
like you did in the past, we cou call it reparations,
kat holdin my food, I'ma separate dem.
Rest in Peace David "King Dave" Bronson

 
so dope dude
 
Posted by Rest in Peace David "King Dave" Bronson on Friday, September 01, 2006 - 3:55 PM
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RockeT

 
1243523452353245112345345 kudos.....

this is NICE

 
Posted by RockeT on Sunday, May 20, 2007 - 8:34 PM
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Living My Life Unafraid:

 
I love the connection of America as pimp, slave owner and dealer.
Clever. I so totally agree
 
Posted by Living My Life Unafraid: on Saturday, May 31, 2008 - 4:23 PM
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