Free Slaves

Free slaves

We live in a world
where a violent reputation
is a cause for celebration...
my brother kills his brother
just to increase our prison
population.... Everyday were
aiding in our own elimination,
half of us in jail the other half
with god or Satan the KKK never
died we just swapped their mask
with our colored faces

looking back I've watched
every year worsen its
captive generation... the
older i got the younger
became the victims
plagued by this violence
infatuation, success developed
a different meaning standards
Assembled by our ghettos
segregation, you place to
starving rabbits in a cage
and time will make sure
they forget their source
of food is vegetation

The perfect manipulation
a reality that flees from
our people's mental
registration... As long as
we keep this up to their
Plan we'll be its statistical
demonstration

I call us free slaves
because those chains
you can no longer see..
but like animals we react
those chains revoked our
rights to be human beings

a leash contains
the wild crippling
the reach in a particular
beast... We've been freed
but portray wild this isn't
how "people" are supposed
to be

Poverty provides
our struggle while
they lend us destruction
to obtain our needs..
drugs and guns an infection
distributed which claims to
cure and set us free.. Money
Eases the struggle yet encourages
devastation with whats supplied
to acquire it means...
we're trapped here with nothing
but their ingredients to freedom hunger
aids the thought of making a reality out
of that dream

Free slaves

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