African King

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Benjamin III

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Tell me the truth
(Hheyi)
Black man

Look at me in my eyes 
(Eyes)
Look at me, tell me why
(Why)
Berlin birthed in the scramblin' for my demise
(Mise)
You in your white disguise
(Guise)
Civil to civilize
(Lies)
The "uncivilized" and the "undignified" and then you mystify my

Proof
You telling me slavery sings to my
Youth
Your history lies as it beckons by
Truth
Robbing my land of resources
For reasons residing by paupers
Let's open this caucus and cause your confusion
To court my illusions abusing my 

I don't understand why you dispose my land 
I went up west to land on natives killed by clan 
I danced to the burning cross
I dodged every bullet shot 
I moved at the white man's cost
Black Jesus
(Fret, fret not)
You had me in your wars
Then called me home for more 
I bled from every pore 
A war at home and abroad
My (Blackness) 
Brutalized your mind
Blinded your humanity to crucify 
My (Actions)
Had me weaponized in wicked schemes 
Waiting just to nullify my 

Proof
You telling me slavery sings to my 
Youth
Your history lies as it beckons by
Truth
Robbing my land of resources 
Believe me, you cannot ignore it
You bogus impostor, imploring my people to poverty
People of sovereignty 

Wait now (Telling me)
Cape Town (Enemy)
Take down (Pedigree)
My crown (Heavenly)
I'm walking back and forth
Walking back and forth 
Pacing in the dark 
Looking to the North
Signs I can't ignore 
White man on my porch 
Bullets for my torch 
Talking to the Lord
My leaders wound up dead
From coup de tats, I read
My teachers educated me 'bout none of them
I shackled every entity of energy 
That pestered me to kill my enemies instead
I chose to be a man that Mandela was then 
Exemplary to what humanity was meant to be 
Meant to be 
Harmony 
I don't see
I don't see
Give to me my

Proof
You telling me slavery sings to my 
Youth 
Your history lies as it beckons by
Truth
Robbing my land of resources 
I know that you'll never afford it 
Let's open these can of worms 
I want you to learn 
As you burn for abusing my
Abusing my mother land 
Abusing my mother's hand 
Accusing my father's hand 
Uprooting my inner man
If you claim to be my brother understand 
That human worth is never measured by a man
So put superiority away today 
My blackness' a reflection of the One great
King
King
King

King
(Right, one two, one two)
King
(My King, my King)
Anybody on accord now 
Anybody on accord now 
With a new concave rolling in my ground 
(King)
(Me down again)
(My King, my King)
Everybody one accord now
Anybody on accord now
Everybody one accord now
Why would you delay diggin' in my ground
(King)

(My King, my King)
(Don't let them bring me down again)
Anybody on accord now
Ah
Everybody one accord now 
Ah
Anybody on accord now 
Listen, you gon' pay diggin' in my ground 
With a new concave rolling into my ground
Why would I relegate my image into your ground
Foreground displaying images, showdown
My crown is layin' in abyss, I clown 
You clown 
(You cloud my judgement)
Mute

Everybody looking cool now at the pew
Anybody with a prayer bound at the Jew
With a few bowing down to sounds of adieu
In a percolated pilgrim inbound in a tune 
Just to prove every noun renowned for the Jew
Pick a feud with a few bound for the truth 
In a loop, crowd in a troop to remove all of you and 
(Tell me the truth)

(Down again)
I'm Brutus roaming for a pound of flesh 
I cease crown from Caesar in a season
Seizure in procedure 
Foaming at mouth, I left 
Right when he saw my blackness abreast 
(You loco man)
Right then I saw my blackness abreast 
A white horse 
Riding another course 
Freedom is coming forth 
I move at a speedy force 
Harriet Tubman is telling me to look North 
Fredrick Douglass is fighting right in the York 
Knew a newness of free 
Dumb to be ignored 
Now I'm running for free 
Dumb to see more of me 
(Tell me the truth)

(Down)
(Down again)
In a percolated pilgrim inbound in a tune 
Just to prove every noun renowned for the Jew 
Pick a feud with a few bound for the truth 
In a loop, crowd in a troop to remove all of you and 
(My King, my King)
(Don't let them bring me down again)
(My, my)

King

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