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trees up 
I just made you a Queen so pick yo green up 
Get Payed by God so you mite cee us 
You wouldnt believe us

It's hard to see clearly
With rose colored glasses
We only see 
What we want to see
But that's not reality 
Open your eyes
To what's really going

poems, nigga on the run, you can call me Forest
Shedding tears cause my eyes are porous
Still protected by the Eye of Horus and the hoes adore us, tryna go

I chose to Be By God's graces
All the visions showed to me
Like the rose that grew from Concrete Kings we rose to be
Look I'm here to testify
Calm

Every time we hold each other
This could be our final day

There's a rose
Upon our pillow
Staring us in the face
Telling us to do something
Before it gets

And evident to a culture taught to be parented
By oppressors and their rhetoric to keep us separate?
It might seem repetitive,
But until we get disciplined

it's time for us to insert sun

Let's open the door of our lives
We shall give much more than what we received
Cause we are all the same
Under the sun

to keep us blind
By the powers that be
Put a blue stripe on your flag
For the ones that I can’t stand
You can’t make me bow my head
For mister policeman

to keep us blind
By the powers that be
Put a blue stripe on your flag
For the ones that I can’t stand
You can’t make me bow my head
For mister policeman

to keep us blind
By the powers that be
Put a blue stripe on your flag
For the ones that I can’t stand
You can’t make me bow my head
For mister policeman

They try to keep us blind
By the powers that be
HEY!
Put a blue stripe on your flag
For the ones that I can’t stand
You can’t make me bow my head
For

BANG! BANG!

Open your eyes
To the truth you can't see
They try to keep us blind 
By the powers that be

the rose aura
Dual wield psalms, like arms
My
Arms, like Guanyin
Hundred-type, ascending
In combat, my alms, be, Samurai Jack, just
Jacking for beats, I

I didn’t wanna wake up, if you weren’t by my shoulder 
Didn’t wanna be myself
Tried to hide my thoughts but they could tell
Slowly learning that

a shoulder to the naysayers
I'm a mic slayer, my aura's well protected by tight layers
About face, I'm seeing dollar signs in my vision
But don't be blinded

Ain't Waiting

Talib Kweli

Gutter Rainbows

2011

man
Here I am
But I know her from work she pass by like he ain't that fly you got
One more chance
To fall down the rabbit hole
Let me take you

When you get tackled on turf, just pay me back by the first
I feel like Bone Thugs, I feel like Pablo, had my own drugs
Borrowed every hammer from

I rose up with sunrise
The light came through my window
Gave me signs, it's time to unwind
Chill and have a fun time

I had to get away
And Blow

the matriarchs
Open their arms to light the dark
Forever, forever by our sides. 		

Who was here long ago?	
Who flew a different sky?	
Different and yet the same

The Thing About It

Sweatshop Union

Natural Progression

2003

malls and factories
We risk take a cruel fate at a pace beyond gradually
No more crops for us to harvest and feed
Self-seficiency replaced by clone

Miss You

Maria

My Soul

2003

huh, yeah)
Say you can't judge a book by the cover 'til you open it up

Past hot, we was more like lava-ble (uh huh)
Used to chill and the smoke

black cause or Arabic rights
A black rose killed by white spikes
No stopping now
No justice no peace found
We speak the truth, the lies drown
Revolution

daunting
Is there a cure for this illness?
I will never stand by
While another man sees some truth in your lies
Primitive perceptions divide and distract us

They say Cream always comes with a sob story
It ain't no different this time
But nah I feel like
I feel like us as rappers us as artist us as singers