Tuesday, 27 March 2018

savage rap ster

Savage Rap Ster

Don’t get me wrong I’m not ashamed 
To say what I think
And it’s no game 

To be called a coot
By my brothers behind bars
Mentally stricken 

Disease ridden 
Infected with racism 
How they must hate their reflection

Uncle Tomfoolery
It’s not cool
To curse your brother 

And hate your uncle 
And God knows what you do to your sisters 
How white America tainted you. 

How you crawl behind bars
They not laughing with you 
When you disdain your own 

They laughing at yer
You fool. 
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