BREAK THESE CHAINZ

IT'S TIME TO BREAK THESE CHAINS
AND CHANGE OUR NAMES
BECAUSE IT'S UTTERLY INSANE
HOW WE ARE TRYING TO GAIN..,
OUR OWN INDEPENDENCE
WHEN THING'S ARE ALL THE SAME,
WE STILL CARRY THE STRAIN
OF OUR ANCESTORS PAIN,
NO JONES, NO JOHNSON'S
WILLIAM'S OR SMITH'S
NO GRAHAM'S, NO JACKSON'S
AT THE BOTTOMS OF THOSE SHIPS,
JUST THE CRACKING OF WHIPS
AND AFRICANS IN SHACKLES,
ENSLAVED BY DEVILS AND DEMONS
INSIDE UNHOLY TABERNACLES,
PRAYING FOR OUR LIVES,
OUR DESTINATION UNCLEAR,
CASTRATED FROM OUR HOME
AND NOW WE ARE HERE,
IN THE LAND OF THE THIEVES
AND THE HOME TO THE SLAVES
AND AT THE BOTTOM OF THE OCEAN
IN WATERY GRAVES..
ARE AFRICAN BODIES
WOMAN, CHILDREN AND MEN
SONGS OF THE MOTHERLAND
STILL ECHO WITHIN,
HOLDING ON TIGHT
TO AN INEVITABLE LOSS,
MY SPIRIT IS STRONG 
AS I ENTER THE LAND OF THE LOST,
WHERE MANY BACKS ARE BROKEN
SCARRED UP AND WHIPPED..
LEFT OPENED TO DRIP..
BLOOD LIKE A PIG
OR THROWN IN A DITCH,
HANDS BLISTERED
AND CALLOUS
THIS LAND BE THE FOULEST
FILLED WITH HATE
INEQUALITY, UNJUST
AND MALICE,
ENSLAVED BY COWARDS
LAZY AND CRUEL
MINING THE SUGAR AND COTTON
AS THEY LABEL US
NIGGERS AND FOOLS,
BUILDING A NATION
THAT WE CAN'T 
RIGHTFULLY CLAIM
"LORD OH MIGHTY LORD"
CANT YOU HEAR US
SINGING YOUR MIGHTY NAME?
THEY TEACH US
THAT YOU ARE THE ANSWER
AND THAT WE SHOULD
WORSHIP YOU AND PRAY,
SO THAT OUR PRAYERS
AND WISHES WILL BE ANSWERED
ONE GLORIOUS DAY!
WORKING AND PRAYING,
PRAYING WHILE WORKING 
SINGING SONGS OF FREEDOM
QUIETLY CAUSE
MASA BE LURKING!
WHETHER THE OWNER
OR OVERSEERS
THEY ALL THE SAME TO US,
WHEN SOMETHING GO WRONG
ALL'S THEY BLAME IS US,
THEN COMES THE WHIP
THE BIG OL' CRACKER!
THINGS ALWAYS SEEM DARK
BUT TODAY THEY SEEM BLACKER,
THEM CLOUDS A ROLLIN' IN
IT'S TIME FOR A LICKIN',
SOMEONE DONE DID IT NOW
AND SOMEONE NEEDS A FIXIN'!
THAT'S HOW IT IS OH LORD
WE NEED YOU TO SAVE US,
HOW COULD THE ALL MIGHTY GOD
LET THESE DEVILS ENSLAVE US?!
ARE WE NOT YOUR CHILDREN TOO?
DO WE DESERVE THIS PAIN?
ARE WE HERE TO SUFFER DEEPLY
AND BARE OUR
OPPRESSORS NAME?
IT ALL SEEMS STRANGE,
NOTHING IS AS IT SEEMS,
ALL MY PEOPLE
NEED TO WAKE UP
FROM THIS SICK
AND WICKED DREAM!
WE NEED TO BREAK THESE CHAINS,
AND THESE SHACKLES
THAT BOUND,
LET'S MAKE OUR NAMES OURS AGAIN,
CANT YOU HEAR THE SOUND?
OF THE NEW AFRICAN TRIBES
HERE ON THIS GOD FORSAKEN SOIL,
DANCING IN CELEBRATION
FREE FROM THE
TROUBLE AND TOIL!
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