Black And White
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I vow I'm gonna change the world, watch how I do it
Don't follow me after, be a leader now
I vow to be the reciprocant of what I was taught
If only I didn't have to purchase these ideas
Intangibles become tangible
Thanksgiving offerings become flammable
Now we can all have a gay party parade and frolic
Flawlessly burning the greedy juice calories from the candy man
Earning his net worth in an investment that cost a few words
It works, sucker
High chair spoon-fed vulnerable turner with two lips that pucker
Warning flower maintenance, we're getting raped again
The sarcastic sex patrol is what you can expect my friend
It's been planned
An environmental algebra
Where perfect circles exist
And square-rooted baggage of your shells fish
Dishing upon bottom feeders, lotto receipts and first impressionists
It's been planned for you to remain in contra-control
Thinking I'm a poet and this is just a fat
Poem that you're not supposed to act on
I feel like I'm talking to flatliners that awake by golden moments
Mealtime and beer nuts
Nut busters that pull out too slow
Low finance babies dumpster born with pretty dreams though
So delicate yet suitable for disposal
I vow I'm gonna change the world
But what sense would it make if you're not aware?
The last time I tried my efforts became sports apparel
"Just do it" was the slogan
Now nobles get more appraisal at the US Open
Still hoping black and white papers never undermine their gray areas
Why?
I know white dudes who got dreads and black brothers who got perms
I know white women with aphrodisiac and black sisters with white auras
I know light-skinned Africans that live in some Scandinavian country
And dark Caucasians that survive on Chicago State Street
I know white Americans who call my people Dutch words
And chocolate-covered figures who deem themselves Spaniards
I know white girls named Sharika and black ladies named Susan
I know dark Egyptians that Disney World swears are the opposite
The thought I deposit is that they are white
But the Egyptians that you think I speak of are called Mizraim
Meaning those people of the two rivers
Running from the Aswan to the Sudan on down to Nubia
Reaching Ethiopia where the Mizraim did trade
You see, Egyptian stems from the Greek
Word Aegyptos meaning burnt faces
But the only faces that became burnt by the sun
Were those coming to attack Memphis or Egypt piece by piece
These invaders were from Spain, Rome and Greece
Yet I still know white leaders who want peace
And black hucksters who advertise malt liquor towards their own peeps
I know white children who listen to territorial studio dons
And black daddies who go to the record shop and pick up Anacon
But this is over your head
And somehow it doesn't even phase me
It just goes to show what will become of our colorful little babies
Cow gone human beings, we are so amusing
A festival of the senses deluding
Active radio into biodegradable unexplainable X-Files
Shock waves and textiles
Mere dials of atonement to convex and pretzel stick of music
It's a mix blender product sold in your stores
All accounted for through your ear
In which I must ask, what did you just hear?
My shadow promenades with temptation
Dancing in the secluded box of foxtrotting program spaces
My placement is actually adjacent to this fixation
Society has with controlling steps that I'm taking
Anger builds, my playing field feels like cotton
They keep picking and picking and picking on the potential
While giving myself kundalini coated capsules
That dwells in the depths of a miniature medical bathroom
Thinking aloud, hanging with patrons in a crowd
Of fast-moving socialists concerned about
Spoon-fed information, career move replacements
Image reputation, chronic logical highs
Goodbye to it all, eventually it'll fall
Until then I'll play the role of a humanoid doll
Plotting my push operation
A foundation of forefathers bringing
Utopia to those who never bothered
Perhaps rap could be more than what it is
As a matter of fact it is
But nobody beats the biz
And nobody bites the hand that feeds them
Even if they're feeding them poison in neat packaging
Labeled "God bless America"
I don't believe the hype
Nor do I take credit for Bush or Finnegan type
Therefore I look for direction to begin as a
Shining, striving to reconnect lost relations
To reconnect lost relations
To reconnect lost relations
To reconnect lost relations
To reconnect lost relations
To reconnect lost relations