I was six back in 27 my father was that reverend known for pulling fire out of heaven and we’d eat blessings with families hard up for collections which included us cause mom barely got paid for lessons but we’d keep pressing, a sharecropper’s life is stressing especially when you’ve got seven other sisters and brethren and the ones getting richer off my family’s sweating always seemed to use their pale complexion as a weapon but that didn’t set in for me until that river threatened to wash us all away like Noah back to the beginning. [oh] they all knew it was gone-come, cause delta was to blues what crackers was to-guns [oh] planters knew we was gone run so they rounded up everyone black under the sun - coppers spotted sharecroppers on stroll and they made’em work the levee hard for no dough ... (continua)

Katrina
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Yeah, Ah
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I've been observing this system at every level
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Thank you for calling, Generale.. Ladies & Gentlemen, the Leader of The Free World…
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(Who's the real terrorist? Who's the real terrorist?...)
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I was born under an apparatus that downgraded
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