It's clear these corporations on some corporate hatred
Supportin' the rich, pimpin' portions from the poorest nations
And now, M & T is at enmity with minorities
How long dey gone exploit us and keep on ignoring me
Like Normandy, "D Day" will be thee Day when we say
We sing like Vijay, an enormity like E-bay
It's like my face, numerous hits across it daily
I'm often ailing to see truth, the cross, it tells me
The lost lack vision in this land of crimson, the gremlins
This black man of hope, now a joke, remember him
The system dismembers him when he sticks his head up
Where Credit controls all attempts of him to head up
In a land that tempts him to tote two glocks instead of
Hopin' like Tupac, the truth is it's hard so he's fed up
Enough of us have bled much, read much into this old scheme
The shared bluff that anyone can own a home and his own dream
But the shit is overblown, a scene of limbs upon limbs
Piled above the rim, it's quite hard to smile when you're grim
This is some encryptic algorithmic bitch shit
Computed to prevent niggas from unfoldin' their visions
It's like Jim Crow in the new millennium, where Pentiums
Replace whips as the chip on dey shoulders, it's serious
And it's hard enough being black without this extra stigma
I'm less a man becuz I don't like estrogen, go figure


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