Dancing puppets and coons, and fools, they star
When will we get it together and realize what's wrong
Instead of whining, and crying, singing the same old sad song
The rumors and gossip that's spreading aren't true
Yet we eat it like grandma's hearty country beef stew.
I'm tired of deceitful and malicious attacks
Unwarranted degradation and mistreatment of (blacks)
You use us for money and personal gains
Yet the leader of this lynch mob has a ghetto black name
Don't blame anyone else because this is your fault
Miseducation, perpetuating...you have been bought
Sell out..far from it but oracle soon approaching
Take it back to the homeland, my griot's been coaching
Me on how to rise above all this animosity
And anarchy, and calamity, o, "Mercy, Mercy Me"
You've raped these people and the land of its riches
You're nothing but greedy, demonic, 6-headed (witches)
We've followed your lead and danced in your halls
Now, we're pregnant and blind listening out for your calls
At the brink of extinction, I now know who to trust
We have to stop fighting because it begins and ends with us.
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