To Our Activists

Paid in full
Dropped the jewels
24k at the hand of the jews
Got me trapped like a holocaust
Social stamped on my hand, Oh thats a Fraud
Mark of the beast RFID
I don't acknowledge the name given to me
The name that I chose is Nefertiti
Shakur you woulda thought I'm a moor
But when I ask for more
They deny the poor
Hungry livin
This anger that I'm feelin
Oppression is all that we given
Police say keep that quota on these children
I say fuck the pigs we gon move forward
Keep our 3rd eye open for the soldiers
Of the streets
Take a seat
Every time you hear the anthem
They praising Hoover every time he killed a panther
Lets grab these guns and blast at everyone that tampers
With our blackness, and our activists
We on a mission
Ain't no backin down
We built this fucking ground
And everything that's standing on it
We Don't play around



Credits
Writer(s): Elise Perez
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