Do We Speak A Dead Language

Downset Do We Speak A Dead Language Album

6.Horrifying

Try to understand who I am my pops is an intelligent black man.
My mom's locked up in 's-i-b-l-brand' Damn! It's
like they're handing me planned positional placement,
inheritance parents mistaken left my soul aching, hurting
painful
let downs are burning fire inside! Fire inside's is what I got
right! Unjustified lies life died so I picked up a 'mic',
microphone the danger curse, this earth's done got them tears
dripping. Lifetime of decline got me blind to the real
sign, running around helpless selfish direction less spiritual
savior get me flexin' that will to live.

Horrifying! Horrifying!

Shot one! Shot one tell them how your soul fell! Closet bigotry
insecurity I see from the ones closest to me I see this
disease, complexion sways your mental direction, privilege
culture subliminal racist, stereotypical wak and mythical
lies must go, prejudging human beings that you are seeing,
millions of 'Mark Fuhrmans' within my midst, but flesh
does not determine what is within.