The Journey Of The Class Agent, According to Garth
OMIYINKA7POEMS
The Journey Of The Class Agent, According to Garth by
OMIYINKA7POEMS
Copyright Š 2003
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I'll Be Brief I'll be brief! I won't hold, you up, Like some common thief! I'll get straight to the point! In, no time, I'll have you up, and out of this joint! I'll be short I won't keep you, Like you're in a jury court! Waiting, while debating, Which, Plaintiff's case will prevail, Or which one the jury will decide to throw in jail! Yes, I'll hurry, so you don't have to worry! I'm already fixing to, get ready to, Get ready to go! So, before, anyone hits the door! Just remember that I still have the floor! I'm a Poet, for those of you, Who don't know it! It's only been, my real intend to show it! Before, I get ready to bring this to an end! I am sure you all have places, That you should have long been! I only hope that I haven't committed a carnal sin! By taking up too, much of your time my friends!
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Out of the valley I was down in the valley and couldn't get from under! How long will I be in this state I wondered? Then, a voice inside of me spoke out and said, This thing you won't have to dread! For you no, longer have to ponder! This thing won't have you going under! Lift up your head and cry out with one great voice! Now, you must make a choice! Stand to your feet. This thing you are now ready to defeat! You've gone under for the very last time! You don't have to go back anymore, That is, if your still keeping the score! This kind of crazy you, don't recognize anymore! In your spirit you are rich, You don't have to result to being poor! All you need is enough courage to walk through the door! Remember you don't have to receive it, or, embrace it! Just let your mind totally erase it! Nothing can take you under, if you don't permitted! Remember what Johnny Cochran, once said, "If, it don't fit it must be acquitted." Now, when you cry out millions will come to your defense! You won't have to pursued or convince! 2
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Now, that you've come out of the valley, The people will gather around just to rally! That, you've now, come out of the valley!
My Testimony I took a good look at my life today, And saw so, much of it faded away! I took, a breath, and could hardly breath, Then I nearly fail to my knees! For I must go on you see! Can't let life get the best of me! For this thing will soon pass! You'll see! This is only my testimony! While, looking for my future in the past! I'll take a breath and hope that it last! For the power once expressed in my past Is now, accompanying my future at last! For I must go on, you see! Can't let life get the best of me, For this thing will soon pass! You'll see! This is only my testimony! For just being here in the presence it hurts too bad! It only leaves me. Feeling lonely and sad! From life's ups and downs,
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I find myself hiding my frowns! While, looking for my future in the past, I'll take a breath and hope that it last! For I must go on you see ! Can't let life get the best of me! This thing will soon pass, You'll see! For this is only my Testimony! Now, that I've learned the art and skills of mediation. I can send out to you who hurt an invitation. For a chance to commune with the divine in you! By hooking up with "Metu-Neter � In no time you'll soon be feeling better! For I must go on you see! Can't let life get the best of me! This thing will soon pass! You'll see! This is only my testimony! While, looking for my future in the past I'll take a breath and hope that it will last! I'll take a breath now, And know that it will last! For life is, no longer a test for me! This is now, my only testimony!Medicine Man My Brother, the Medicine Man! Some folks call him the Root Doctor Man, But, I like to call him the Nature-Pathic Man The doctor that who holds healing in his hands. The good bedside, mild mannered man, 4
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That writes with a pen in the palm of his left hand! Mixing herbs, roots, tenures and fusion Please, wait before, you start any confusion, By drawing the wrong conclusion! About, him mixing up theses herbs and fusion, Don't go gathering, any notions! He's only mixing up herbs and potions Together! To give illing folk Who have become a little under the weather! Why, every since I can remember He's been the doctor in the house! I've always been one of his faithful students, Following him around like a mouse! Charting the course of the life of an herb. From the time I was in the classroom Learning, to conjugate a verb! I've known that it was far better, To learn the use of the herbs. He teaches me how to mix a little pinch of this. And an ounce or two of that! When I'm laid out flat on my back! What he really doesn't know, Is that I'm a natural as a fact, At putting herbs together! And all sorts of things like that! Mother -worth Milk Thistle, Ladies Mantel, and Stinging Nettle! With all the life's cycles changes, That a woman goes through!
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From menstruation to menopause! Facing all these strains and pains, Is like going through withdrawals! Sipping on Harthornberry, Rosemary, Raspberry ,and Blessed Thistle. I must be careful not to miss the sound, Of the teapot's blowing whistle! He's in the kitchen now! Brewing up some tea, Pardon me, while I go, in to see! When I'm in the kitchen fixing supper. I have learned to mix up herbs for kinfolk who suffers!
We are like two peas in a pot! We admire each other a whole lot! Born a day apart, I had a whole year on him right from the start! Which made it kind of hard! Even though I'm the oldest And we were both born in the same month. I never take advantage of him By trying to pull rank or front! Why I can remember when he first went on the air, To address the people, On the topic of cleaning and detoxification! The people were full of it! Some of them were so toxic, That they weren't fit!
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He responded with caution, by avoiding any, Future repercussion! Someday he'll run his own Botanical shop! And, if you ever in the area, don't you forget to stop! To shop and to have your eyes checked and your feet reflected!
To My Little Inspiration To My Little Inspiration, Who has been such, a motivation! Before, we get off on our way. I wanna, stop to remind you to pray! To ask, The creator to order our day? To My Little Inspiration, Who has been such a motivation! Some days will be up, And some days will be down! But, we must not ever, give up! For, our courage we must certainly keep up! To My Little Inspiration, Who has been such, a motivation! I'll never forget the lonely nights, With Christian waking up being born, again !
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It was your little arms that reached out to hold me tight! You often told me my battles, that you would fight! For all the times, that you dried my tears with your kisses, And tried to meet all my demands and wises! For all the times you stood beside me, When I could not see, You were, my eyes, you were my ear, When I approaching in the years. I could count on you When no, one else was there! You said," it was the least that you could do! � And with your loving smile You stayed with me all the while! I love you for who you are, My Little Inspiration!" I want you to know that you've been my greatest motivation! I give you this day, To light the way, And to chart the course, Of our whole day!
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To My Greatest Challenge To My Greatest Challenge and tallest mountain, I invite you to come and drink from this fountain! Think of, it as the tree of life! Now, tuck these tools, aside to use as your device! In situations when you can't seem to cope! It will help you learn not to give up, on hope! And when your dreams have been shattered, I'll loan you mine! Until, you've developed yours over time! Patients is a virtue, it must be earned! It doesn't come easy, It's a skill that has to be learned! To help you build statue and character! I'll remind you of the principles, used in life. The "Nguza Saba", why that sure sounds nice! Take these and use them as your daily device! To My greatest Challenge and tallest mountain! I invite you to come and drink from this fountain! Think of it as the tree of life! Use it as your daily device! During the season, when we celebrated the principles each day! This is what we use to say," That it was a guide to light the way!"
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Umoja(Unity), Kujichaqulia (Self Determination), Ujima (Collective Work and Responsibility), Ujamna (Cooperative Economics), Nia (Purpose), Kumrmba (Creativity) and Imani (Faith). You must never, lose sight, but with all your might, Fight to hold on to these principles real tight! Before, you lift up your hand, To take a sip from the unity cup! Lift, up your hand high into the sky! Then shout out with one great cry! Harambee, Harambee! The "Nguzo Ssaba" has save the day! Let's pull together, no matter whether, For in these Principles, here lye's the treasurer, Which, no man can ever measure!
No More To Give What do you do when you have no more to give? But vested years and wasted tears. What do you do, when you have, no more to give? Do you continue to live? Used up too many times! You've already heard all the lines,
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Of how many times! Just how do you hang on to a dream that’s been deferred? In, exchange for the one that you've never heard. How do you hang on with everything you've got? When what you've got, Doesn't really seem like a whole lot? What do you do when you have no more to give? But vested years, and wasted tears, Do you continue to live? When the very foundation has been shaken And it now looks like it's breaking! While, building on sinking ground You keep going around and around! Now, you’ve finally reached a point where you are falling down! And the very threads that once held everything together, No longer matter whether, It stays together! What do you do, when you have more to give? But vested years, And wasted tears. What do you do when you have, no more to give? Do you continue to live? How do you turn, the page to the next chapter? When your still caught up in the heat of the rapture, Of trying to recapture! What you once had, That use to make you feel glad!
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Do you remember when he first gave you your ring? When you weren’t really expecting anything! When sharing your dreams with him was once everything Now, it appears to have turned in to a bad scheme! That make you wanna cry out and scream! That you've given everything! And that you have no more to give! Now, you are finally concentrating on how to live! You are sensing much fear in the air, Because, deep in your heart you know you still care! Now, you'll go on and continue to give, But, most of all you must learn to live! Miracle Worker My husband thinks that I'm a miracle worker, but dig this here is the real Tear Jerkier! He tucks twenty dollars in my hand, And I politely say, ” Man, what's your plan? ” Then he response, "I'm sure you understand! ” He says, "Here take this and go shopping,” Without even stopping! To think, that it's been along time since, grits was poultry! And since twenty dollars brought groceries! While, just the other day he requested garmet! I put chicken on his plate, instead of steak, And prayed that he didn’t realize that it was fake! I guess someone has to determine his fate! You know, as a Miracle Worker I don’t have to debate!
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Why, on his days off all he wants to do is sit and gaze! He never wants to remissness, about the good old days! His mind is always somewhere off in a daze! Why, the television occupies a great portion of his time! He keep on promising, that he'll read a few of my lines, But I have to laugh to keep from crying! This man really thinks that I’m a Miracle Worker I ain’t lying! His greatest consolation is in flipping the television. From stations to station! Hopefully, soon he will be ready to take a vacation! That is, from the television station, Because, I am no real Miracle Worker, That’s the real Tear Jerkier!
My Best Friend I wrote a thesis no I'm not a doctor studying amniocentesis, About the effects that the female had on, the black men! It was time somebody took a real stand! In order to redeem man! My instructors and professors I had been applauded! For me challenging such, a topic, That had long been avoided! In my struggle to find my best friend! Which had led me to a place of no real end! With Christian waking up being born, again !
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Realizing in reality, That we both existed in total duality! The manuscript was submitted for publishing. To Jawanza Kunjufu, After, being edited by Teju! He soon wrote back! With publishing instructions! Only, now I can't get my writing on, For so, much disruptions! In due time, I guess, Or maybe even in a good season! All things usually work together for a reason! This task appears to have led me down a different path, Which has now held up, my draft! More over, what I ponder, What made me write I, wonder, About, the Black Men ? While, in my struggle to find my best friend, It has led me to a place of no real end! Realizing that, we both existed in total duality! I was searching as, If I was under a spell! My inhibition was back up, like mail! Lock, stock and barrier! Father, I hope! You'll be able to forgive me! For not first attempting To look within!
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In my struggle to find, My best friend! Realizing in reality, We both existed in total duality! In my final effort, To complete this thesis! I had to research All the original pieces, Rhyme upon rhyme! Severing up no hymns, before their time! In order to bring a new flavor of lines! While, collecting these legendary species, To collaborate with this foreign theses! I had to consult with the priestesses On the topic of discussion, In order to avoid future repercussion! In my struggle to find my best friend, Which, has led me to a place, Of, no real end!
Voices Out Of Zion These voices out of Zion are crying! Take up a wailing for my people. For a voice, of wailing
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Out of Zion shall be heard, Take up a wailing for my people! You, mourning women! You, mourning women! Women will come from all over, Just to stand On holy ground! From the east and the west, North and the south! These women will be put, To the test! To cry out in one great voice! To atone for all of our sins, Then there shall be a great atonement Made for the nation's sins, All over the world for men!
Can You Hear It? I beget this, While in the spirit So,
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you could hear it! Don't fear it! Come and hear it! Pull the veil back, And revere it! Can you bear it? Can you hear it? Oh, and if you hear them, Don't fear them! Just revere them! Create a sanitary like to Mary! I mean with memories of their old souls Of the decease love ones for told! Pay homage by pouring libation. For this was done, Since the time of creation! It's your only source of real liberation! Listen, can you bear them? Listen can you hear them? For if, you can't Then, keep on trying, For all around us, I hear them crying! Petitioning on your behalf, Before the creator brings, his raft! For they never really left us, Their souls have remained behind! To comfort us in our hard times! Listen, can't you hear them? Listen, can't you hear them? For they will surround you like water. When the fire draws near, So, have no fear
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Just remember, That the way remains, Open and clear! To assist you, In your under taking my dear!
Did You Ever Believe Did you ever believe in things you couldn't see? Or things you thought you could never be? Like a dreamer, that's what I'll be! Believing for things I can't see! I know faith is the substance of things hoped for! Now, this is the key to unlocking the door! And, the evidence of things unseen, Which, can sometimes appear in our dreams! A measure of faith, which He has given by grace! Did you ever believe in things you couldn't see? Or things you thought you could never be? Like a dreamer, that what I'll be!
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Believing for things I can't see! I'll speak things as if, they were, Hoping that one day! They will soon occur! I know what you say, Is what you have today! It was planned that way! While, believing for a future of tomorrow, That's brighter than today, for it's the only way! Love hope and faith, And the greatest of these is faith! For, without faith it's really impossible, To have His grace! Even if, I might be able to love unconditionally, And have all hope beyond measures, With out faith I receive no real treasure! Faith without work is dead! Is what we should really dread! Did you ever believe in things you couldn't see? Or, things you thought you could never be? Like a dreamer that's what I'll be! Believing for things that I can't see! Even though, I might possess the faith of seed, And have not heeded to the laws of sowing Then what's the since in keeping faith as When I've already broken rules?
a mustard and reaping, a tool, all the
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Meditate On the Word While, sitting here in the night! Waiting for daylight! I stop and meditate on the words, Of the affirmation that I've heard. While, reflecting back on the words, I can recall you are the head and not the tail! You are to succeed and not to fail! These promises are needed, Which are to be heeded, While, meditating on the word! So, whenever, I'm feeling low, I know, just where to go! I go, to the word for meditation, Without a doubt or a hesitation, You see, when I meditate I don't sleep, I dream, In order to stay ahead of the games, and screams. I mediate on the word both day and night! For I know that it's not by might, But by his word, which has given me sight! While, meditating on the word, I'll whisper words, of power. That will keep me focus every hour upon hour! I'll meditate on the word, for I know.
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That this is what will help me to grow! For I know my way to success, Remain open and clear!
Mind Of Peace You have the mind of peace That just won't cease! Keep your mind stayed on him! And your peace will continue to increase! Create the mind of peace with in you Which, was also in the creator too! Now, you'll know just what to do! Be strong in the power of his might! And don't give up the fight! Walk in the spirit and not in sight! At times, it will look like, The enemy is winning, you'll think, And just when your at the end of your brink! He'll throw you, a "Spiritual Life Line" So, you won't sink! When you sent out the "SOS" sign! That when you'll know That you have already completed the test! You will have the mind of peace! That just won't cease!
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Keep your mind stayed on him, And your peace, Will continue to increase! Now, remember that, You are no, longer held at ransom, Because the debt has paid, With quite a handsome, Price, for your peace! That will continue to increase! You'll have the mind of peace! That just won't cease!
This Music Inside of Me This music inside of me has to sing! Come, Winter, Fall or come Spring! Melodies, that are so, sweet to the ear! That they will come from afar, just to hear!
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I'll sing a song of , Summer, And add to it the beat of the finest drummers! With big drums, little drums and talking drums too! I'll create the music, especially for you! With flutes and string instruments I'll add to it the woodwind and percussion accent! That, Birds will come out to bear! This music will be, so soothing to the ear! This music inside of me, You just got to hear! This music inside of me has to sing, Come Winter, Fall or come Spring! In the coolest of the Fall! The breeze begins to call! Out, for the children to return to the halls! While, making vows. That they will travel for miles To return the Schools with tanned faces After, they have return from vacation and various places! This Come This That
music inside of me has to sing Winter, Fall or come Spring. writer inside, keeps telling me, there music inside,
That has been suppressed and forced to hide! But, I must bring it out, by singing loud with pride! I'll sing of a new song On one Winter's night, With Christian waking up being born, again !
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While, the wind blows And the snowflakes strike a pose! And on every street corner, You'll be able to hear, This music inside of me, That's so dear! This music inside of me has to sing, Come, Winter, Fall or come, Spring! On a Spring day in the heat of the night, My voice will echo in the Ghetto, ever so, light, And all during the night! While, singing out, Let, the music inside of you heal others, For you were blessed with it by your mother's! Let the music inside of you sing come, Winter, Fall or come Spring!
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Have You Read The Books Have you read the books? The Metere-Neter, the Husia, today? Have you read every word that they have to say? From volume one to volume two! Have you discovered the hidden treasures, Which, they hold for you! You must embrace the Kematic teaching And not only preaching! In the way that we use to be! With respect, and reverence from above, Knowing that the greatest is love! You must learn to reject. The prejudices in exchange for respect! In the Kematic teaching it was brought, Only seven personalities to be taught! Have you read the books? The Meter- Neter the Husia today? Have you read every word that, They have to say? Now, let this mind of the Kemetics be with in you, Which was also in the Neter too! So, no man will ever attempt to offend you! You must read line upon line, and precept up, on precept! Not from one prophet, nor from one Preacher, But set down to let the Neter, be your teacher! Now, from the age of the Spinkx, No matter what you've heard or what you think! With Christian waking up being born, again !
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Man must master his lower half, By reaching back in to his past! Other people have adopted our history, While , leaving us with only a mystery! After, you've read all the books, There will be no need for you to look! Because, the answers will all be located in the books! Now, may the circle never be unbroken, And may these very words that I've spoken, Be held as an token! And may the Neter be satisfied, As He set us a side to be sanctified!
Where My Roots Stem Brown skinned, long leg, skinny girl, Running around in an Afro-Curl! You were transplanted from a place called the Hood! To out in the Suburban back Woods! You grew up in a place called, "Gary, Indiana" With a backyard view off the Avenue! No, you weren't nurtured in the Urban Woods, But, rather in the Ghetto Hoods! Your name changed from Sherry Mae, to what is today! Can still remember where the house stood! Those were the days when it was "All Good!
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Hand prints and names engraved on sidewalks! To picnicking long, after dark, in the parks. Now on to Tolleston high for the basketball events! To down State on the busses we all went! I remember now, at the playground was the place to be, That is if, you ever wanted to find me! This is where my roots stemmed! This is where my roots stemmed! Across the streets was a chili bowl restaurant, With guys and girls hanging out trying to front! With courting rooms and boy friends too! And with no, chance left for nothing to do! To coming home late, To sitting in park cars, with, your dates. While, Parents set up, Waiting to debate, About your being late! I never, remember doing the Womp! Why, the only dances back then, were called the bobb! The Chicago Style and the Philly too! These were the dances required of you! To guys turning ladies by their knees! And someone yelling out," Oh stop, will ya, Please?" Now on to shock hops and long lunches! To loading up in crowded cars, by the bunches"! Skipping school to go to the beaches! Trying to avoid the subjects of the boring teachers!
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This is where my roots stem! Oh, yes I remember now, this where my roots stem You can't take them from me, For I'll plant myself right where I'll be! And someone will spring up just like me! From dilly bars to ice cream, while mama scream, Boy ,come on over here and get tast of this cream! While going to late , afternoon movies, And giving up high fives saying, ” That movie sure was groovy ” ! With pushing students in every carnal direction While looking back it’s a mere reflection! Of the struggle to force integration, Which wasn’t such a overwhelming sensation! They killed a boy the first day of school, Because the institution broke the golden rule! Thou, shall not integrate, For it’s far too late! To wearing dartshickys and tie-die, And guys dressed in their tailor made suits While, riding in their deuce, To wearing comeback –boots and alpaca sweaters And pants made of lather, To brothers faking it in their pleather!
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With Christian waking up being born, again ! While, converging to Islam trying to, avoid
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Saying God is the greatest, Chanting these words were, now the latest! To guys who were once on lock down, Now pushing final calls allover town . With , graduation night now approaching! To guys now taking up lessons in coaching. After, graduating a scholar, I had to stand back to take a breath to yolla, It’s now time to make a dollar! Now with the community on a hype, while pushing students off to college to avoid the pipe! From the Club Zodiac to the Blue Room , swinging To eleven girls on stage singing, These were the Mitchell singers! With a make shift band of brothers all singing, To singing all over town representing mother singing, For chicken dinners, While, trying to win souls and sinners. With the waiter giving us a hassle, While, trying to eat out at White Castle!
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To eventually having to eat out at hardys, After, the skating party! And Brothers hanging out on every street corner, Giving up knowledge and pointers! To having all night Loualls, at the Loure! While, dancing to a tune of Loul, Loul! With Jazz Abells on Broad way corners, Fox up like some guys want them! This is where my roots stem! Oh yes, I can remember now, You can’t take them away from me, For I’ll plant myself right where I’ll be! Then someone oh yes, someone! Will spring up, I know just like me!
Come Get This Teaching Come get this teaching, No, I'm not preaching, Just testifying, And you know I'm not lying! We've taken our music to another place! Somewhere out there in the middle of space! Busting out with lines of Ebonite!
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Reducing ourselves to a level of demonic! When we could be pushing albums, that blunt it! Instead we choose to front it! Why we don't take without, Giving back, we do this to circumvent lack! It's, a fact! It's, the principle of resorprosity in act! Come get this teaching, No, I'm not preaching, just testifying, And you know that I'm not lying! Why, we've gone from paying some dues! To singing someone else's blues! We can't continue to allow ourselves, to be used, Come get this teaching, no, I'm not preaching, just testifying, And you know, that I'm not lying, We went from segregated to integrated, To miss-educated, Now to re-educated! It's time that we've been dedicated, Before we soon regret, it! Put down the pipes, And life up your heads, And let's possess the mics! For we are taking this music to a brand new hype! So, come get this teaching, No, I'm not preaching, just testifying, And you know that I'm not lying! Once rendered mutt, Unable to use the words of our pursuit! 32
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We've got a new vocabulary, at our disposal, Why, we're now, even writing our own proposals, While, the stories from the Ghetto Hood unfold of the coming one to be foretold! Didn't you know, That it's was our time now? To manufacture our own flavor of rhymes! Come get this teaching no, I'm not preaching, just testifying And you know, I'm not lying! Let's take the message to a higher ground, Like Stevie Wonder, and James Brown! We don't have time for fouling around! Let's take the beat, where we can all get down! Knowledge and truth is what the people want to hear! In these critical times of living in fear! Let's possess the stage, Like the coming of the -new millennium age! Come get this teaching, No, I'm not preaching, just testifying, And you known I'm not lying! Now, I'll asked, if you are you the one? Or is there another to come? To take this music to another level! If, you are not, then come get this teaching, And give to those whom I'm not reaching!
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This Too Shall Pass This too shall pass! This too shall pass! Oh, no, it won't last! Things come and go, And sometime they don't come back no more! This too shall pass, Oh no, it won't last! Even the pains and hurts from your pass Won't remain and last! Even, the hurts you are experiencing now, Won't last! They will grow old and pass! Oh, yes, this too will pass! This too will pass! It won't last!
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No I Won't Settle No, I won't settle, nor will I be brought, Not, after all the lessons I've been taught! Lessons of how people can push your back against the wall! In the attempt to harass you until you fall! Trying to make you feel unfit! To ,run an operation, that wasn't never logit! No, I won't settle, nor will I be brought! Not after, all the lessons I've been taught! The lessons in dedication and commitment, That have been paid with a price, Exchange for avoiding a long draw out fight! Covering the possessions of others! It's, more than a sin, no you can't win! It will get you by pass jail and straight to hell! And those who participate in it seldom seem to fair well! No, I won't settle nor, will I be brought, Not after, all the lessons I've been taught! The lessons in how hands can become tied! Making an organization result to losing their pride! Conspiring a crime working up plans like these, Can only get you time! Plotting scheming to lay hold, and blame, Will only get you caught up in the heat of the flame! While, screaming out," It's a low down dirty shame!"
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No, I won't settle nor, will I be brought not, After, all the lessons I've been taught! Lessons in time of how, it can't be recaptured, Nor, can't it ever be replaced! With money it could never be erased! To the human race it's a disgrace And, such a waste! No, I won't settle nor, will I be brought not, After, all the lessons I've been taught! Lessons in lies! And how people use them to reprise! Those who invest in them can make them thrive, And survive! And somehow, stay alive! The real lesson, is first you receive the lesson, Then you get the teaching, and somewhere in between, There's the preaching! I don't want to leave you with the impression, That I've settled nor, that I've been brought, And somehow forgotten all the lesson I've been taught!
Overstanding I beget this, while on tour across the atlas! While, back on the Bad Kreuznach!
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I was recuperating from a blow, Just who would, ever know! That I needed to get some Overstanding in the situation, Some Overstanding in the situation! You, see this thing had me under for, so long! I had forgotten how to get over a situation! I was spell bound, I couldn't seem to get around! This thing that had me going down! Trying to get some Overstanding in the situation Some Overstanding in the situation! The struggle and complication of it, all, After, a serious fall, Tell me, just who do you reach out and call? And the thought of not wanting to feel at all! What do you do when you feel like you can't take it anymore? Not to mention the thought of having to pace the floor! Everything, seem to have going bad in my life at the same time! That's when I decided to write the words in these lines! Somebody has got to bring me some Overstanding in the situation, Some overstanding in the situation! What good is it to aspire trying to reach a little higher, When you feel so tired? I had nothing left to feel with inside, Nothing, but my foolish pride, And with remorse I cried, With Christian waking up being born, again !
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" That I have nothing left but, These memories deep inside"! Now, defending my own destiny wasn't easy you see, I had to learn reach deep inside of me! Realizing now, I know that I possess a source, That will never bring me remorse! Somebody has brought me some Overstanding in the situation, Some Overstanding in the situation! Now, I know that I may have never gotten over the situation, Had it not been for being under for so, long! Now, a situation will never leave me going under, Having to wonder and ponder! I'll always find a way to get from under! In order to get some Overstanding in this life today! I realize that I will have to fast and pray!
A Scar A Scar, is Sexism, Classism, Ageism, and Racism! A Scar, is Isms, that hold us back, Creating a deficiency and a lack! A Scar, visible, but mostly unseen To the eyes of the average human being! They detour, us from reaching our dreams! 38
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A Scar can come in different sexists. Sometimes they can appear, in the heterosexual! A Scar, come in classes. They suppress, And even try to under mind the masses! A Scar, come in all ages, Sometimes they don't develop to their full stages! A Scar, come on all faces, they can show up in unfamiliar places! Or you can, even find them, hiding among the races!
Lying Faces Tells Lies Lying faces they tell lies, They tell lies! They never stop to apologize! While, looking you straight in the eyes! They continue to reprise! Sowing words of deception! While, never stopping for corrections! Why, they need to take a look at their reflections! With Christian waking up being born, again !
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To see what they have become! Lying faces they tell lies! They tell lies! They-smile in your face, And don't realize that it's a disgrace! Among the human race! They tell lies to themselves and others too! They lie, to their mothers and you! Like the Pharaoh of Egypt once lied to the Israelites, And the Canonites! Like Dahlia lied to Samson one night! These lying faces tell lies! They tell lies! Like the Congressman, they tell lie to the people, just trying to repeat a sequel! Lying faces they tell lies! They tell lies! Power In , The Word So, you couldn't deal with, The Intellectual Queen? Did mean you had to result to using schemes? Threaten my very level existence! Didn't you know that I would be in resistance? You hijacked my job, worked a deal with the mob! Now, I can barely stay alive! Doing everything to survive! Your, operations doesn't seem real legit! Why, you ought to quit!
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But, there is power in the word, Which is what I've heard! Power in the word! There are nearly over fifty, Powerful words in the universe, Would you, like me to chant you averse? Of, the powerful words that I've rehearsed! Let me let you in on a little tip. I'm the real master of this ship! I will determine the level of state, That I'll enter into this debate! For it's not my real essential nature, To use my forces to hate yah! But, if that what it will take to debate yah, I'll start by making my words sweet today, To avoid from having to go astray! I live neither, expecting gain nor, pleasure! Why, you can't even began to measure, The real source of my treasure! Status or frame! I aim to clear my name! For, I'm the real boss! And I intend to obtain all my loss! For God holds my fate! That's what you really hate! There is power in the word which, is what I've heard Power in the word! I'll sow words of faith, For I know that's it's by God's grace,
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That He will redeem me, from this fate! To end this debate, I will now, leave you in a state, For it's been hard to relate! I'll sing you a line or two, And if, that doesn't do, Then I'll send the word straight to you! There is power in the word, Which is what I've heard, Power in the word!
Oh Say Can You See Oh say can you see, The Statue of Liberty, Waving her hand at me? America the beautiful, She once use, to be! While, shedding her light, Ever so, bright! Even, through, the dawn's Early night! Now my future, Doesn't look so, bright! Oh say can you see,
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The Statue of Liberty, Waving her hand at me? With her now opening doors, Where they were once closed! And rearranging, The positions we hold! Now, with the people free! They can get up! They can get up! Off their knees! To stand equal beside, Every man and women, with pride! Oh say can you see, The Statue of Liberty, Waving her hand at me? You said education was the key, And that you wanted all men to be free! After, receiving higher knowledge Now, that we've obtained the college, Affirmative action would be abolished! Is there no place for me? Left here in society? Oh say can you see, The Statue of Liberty, Waving at her hand at me? While, looking back in retrospective, It seem that you have now neglected,
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To wave in my direction! Or maybe even, to glance at your reflection. To see the mere mark you've left in deception! Is this one soul, that will never be saved? All because you forgot to wave! Oh say can you see? Oh say can you see?0
A Chief Not An Indian Born of the Black Foot Indian tribe! One of the real reasons why I still yet survive! To those with opinions, who wonder why, I chose to be a Chief, and not an Indian! For I'm tribal you see! My destiny was to soon be foretold, In the prophecy to be unfold! Of a leader to come, And real gift, even to some! Raised around the circle of the Tree of Life, With the dream catcher used as a devise! This is why, I chose to be a Chief and not an Indian It was a vision of a leader to come, And a real gift, even to some!
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With the child at the center, as the family link! This was one to the tools used to keep a leader insync! Raised in a tribe of eighteen, With eight Chiefs and ten Indians, If you, are wondering where the eighth Chief, arrived It's should come as no real surprise! For I'm the real leader of the pack, With all ten Indians, who have got my back! This is why I chose to be a Chief and not an Indian, It was a vision of a leader to come, And a real gift, even to some! Why, Mama made her transition when I was just two, I tried to follow in her footsteps, after her life was through! By leading my people into the under ground Depot! You see, one of the traits of a real Chief is to take charge, Against those who would barge! By consulting the Oracles for spiritual instructions. In order to avoid chaos and any farther disruptions! Like Like Like Cast
gods and goddesses, they do this, kings and queens, they do too! priest and priestesses, they all do it too! lots, to determine their spots!
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And don't go trying to play me for no Indian! Acting like your smoking on the peace pipe of Indigo! I'm calling you out like a real Chief, I aim to take back what's mine you thief! Oh, and if, your still wondering why, I chose to be a chief and not an Indian, Just check the history, for it's no real mystery! Why, for centuries you have discarded our land, Forfeited God's plan, for man! Call us out of our names! Left us feeling a shame! Then told America, she was the blame! Stole our language, Forced us, into anger. Attempted to render us mutt. That's when we had to hit you with a suit! Took us to level of depravation, Which, lead us to call for Reparation!
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A Real Soldier I didn't come here to put on, no gear! Aliening myself, with soldiers standing in fear! I'm not just rapping I'm real sincere! For this time was reserved, for those who could persevere! You got, real soldier, I thought I had told yeah! That you got real soldier! That no weapon formed against me shall prosper So, lay down your arms, you impostors! This is for all you detailed, characters in disguise No longer, will you be able to reprise. Didn't come here, to win no, metal prize! I'm on a mission that's what you really despise! You got real soldier, I thought had I told yeah! That you got real soldier! That no weapon formed against me shall prosper, So, lay down your arms, you impostors!
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Fighting in a war that's not mine! I aim to stand my ground, Like the board of education verses brown, You got real solider I thought had told yeah! That you got real soldier! That no, weapon, formed against me shall prosper, So, lay down your arms you impostors! So, it was your plans, to inseminate. False evidence to incriminate! Which only led you to discriminate. Was it the scholar in me that caused you to hate? Forcing you to inter into, this fatal, and senseless debate, Did you actually think that you could succeed? To execute your own laws that you wouldn't even heed! You got real soldier, I thought told yeah! That you got a real soldier! That no, weapon, formed against me shall prosper, So, lay down your arms you impostors! While, looking back in retrospective, You never should, challenged the queen of intellectual! Why didn't you know, that I was sent from the green light, of the benevolent, I'll be battling, you right here on your own land in the Nurederland. Why, the very cries of the people summoned me here! They have a mighty warrior, void of all fear!
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Why my very words are charged with energy, And ordered not to return, unto me void, But to accomplish, that which is intended, Until your very ways, you have amended! I'm a Soldier I thought I had told yeah! That I'm a soldier, That no weapon formed against me shall prosper so, Lay down your arms you impostors!
I refused to take your brand, Instead, I took a stand, Now watch me, inter, into a divine man! Attempted cultural Genocide! I wonder, will the courts override, Or will this be a case for the media to decide? Wait hold up! Didn't I tell yeah! I was a born statistician? Why, you didn't know, That you are dealing with one of the baddest practitioners, Why, I was born under the sign, of fire! I entered this world with water surrounding me! Having the whole host, of heaven on my side! Therefore, I won't be reprised! You see, I born in the year of Ma'at! Which, embodies the doctrine of divinity of law and order, I'll weigh your heart against, the double halls of truth! And just, as a rule of standard, I'll measure your deeds against the cubit too!
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Then, I'll throw the Papyrus Scepter book, at you! By now you should know who I am! I'm a real soldier! I thought I had told yeah! That I am a real soldier! So, lay down your arms you impostors! I'm more than a Conqueror! I'm more than a Conqueror!
In A Trail By Fire I was in a trail by fire! I was in a trail by fire! It was the western legal system verses the Kematic! With Tehuti and Ma'at as my judges! Against those who held grudges. They both played a role in the redeeming of my soul! Their spiritual initiation is what the people had appreciated! What qualified them for this position, Was because, they were so, efferent! They were beyond the swaying of emotions! They only, revered dedication and devotion! The western legal system cleverness was a factor, 50
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Just, watching these would be actors! The judges used meditation and prophetic skill, Against those who would attempt to use their will! After, hearing the clever orator of Sebek, Which the judges soon would learn to reject! I knew I had been falsely accused. Somehow, I felt betrayed and used! Teiiuti and Ma'at were like Shackrack and Meshack two bad Dagos They were all my heroes! Like over in the Exodus, Before the flames could grow hot! Teffuti and Ma'at relinquish me right on the spot! Like Daniel, over in the Loin's den! Tuhuti shout the Lion's mouth So, that he would not sin! And over in Egypt, When Pharaoh sent in his men With a scream and a plot! Both Ma'at and Tehuti case lots against their plots! I was in a Trail by fire! I was in a Trail by fire!
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Dreaming Of Africa Once I dreamed that I was Africa! I had become Mother earth! To all human beings, I had given birth! During my labor pains my water broke! That's when I first heard the Creator spoke! "You've created the Nile that runs for miles and miles"! "And by, the way your bones were left here, from before That is if, you are still keeping the score"! You see, in the beginning it was the womb, For, it was here long before, The Pyramids Tombs! With one touch of my hand And a grain of sand! I had created the hot Sahara desert land! Every since, then it's been a real mystery to man!
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Then, the stars said, "My friend, All you have to do, Is just speak into the wind, And your wish will be at our command"! So, I spoke into the wind as they commanded! First to the east and then to the west And know the story of all the rest! I began to challenge them to a little test! You know, to see which one was truly the best! To see whose thunder was the loudest, And whose lighting was the greatest! Out of this the rainbow was created! Of red, yellow, orange and platinum gold! Which, I fashioned into a ring to have and to hold! I wore a crown like Nefertiti on the top of my head! At my command, the sea had to give up the dead! And the Dead-sea Scroll, it stood up and rose! That’s when I finally had to stand back and take a pose! The Delta's and I even, brought a line over, After, the Neophyte finished stepping to the beat, They had created the Stair Step Pyramid, just to rest their feet! This became known as, one of the Seven Greatest Wonders of the world! For a prize the earth gave up Diamonds and Pearls! While, on tour overseas, I commanded all of Europe to repent of her deeds And if, she refused to heed, to my pleased! I would be forced to summoned, The creator
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Cause her to fall on her knees! After, my work was finished, I called forth all four-corners of the earth! To refresh and to quench my thirst! Causing them to bring forth birth, Of all the minerals of the earth! And up spurted a fountain of mineral waters, Just like the flavors that I ordered! At this time Fruity Passion orange, Originated and was born. Lemon- lime and Speckle Green, Came on the sense. Then, the Neter, parted the sky, Just, to boarded a jet to fly! To Egypt, to have a little chat with me! While, we cooled ourselves off, By the Atlantic Ocean sea! We drink the, finest juices And sipped on herbal teas! We were experiencing the "Good Life" you see! I asked the Creator to reveal the mystery! He, said," My child there is no history. So, you can get up off your knees, Now then if, you don't mind please"! "For I am in you and you are in me! You've already seen what the creator can do, Which is also in you too"! "Now, there is something that you can do!
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That is, to act like me, until your life is through"! "Why, with the very spoken word, You've already created your very only existence", "But remember from the beginning of time, Man has always been in resistance"! Why, Master everything that I've ever, requested, You've always granted! Now, when I stand before you, I must say, "God is the greatest" That will be the words that are chanted! From my loud cry the Sphinxes shall be awaken. From their long slumber! Now, that a Lion has come out from under! I'll return to the land like the Creator once planned, And my name shall be called, once again" Africa all across the land"!
In God's Attribute Man must realize that he shares God's attribute! But remember you are under a spell and not expected to excel! While, functioning on a plane! Speaking words of wisdom into saying! Calling things that be not into existence, Like Spiritual Ma'at for instance! Even, brothers overseas, in a far off distance!
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You must remember not to identify with the lower part of your being for, if you do, Then you'll create, complex habitual responses, which are just to name a few, This will outwardly distinguish the creator from you! For throughout man's history, Which has remained a real mystery! It has been God's plan to redeem man! Man must realize that he shares God's attribute But remember you are under a spell and not expected to excel! While, in the devotional stage man inters into a new age! By developing his ability to transform his identity from one divinity. He must learn to die to the things of the world! In order to be reborn as a brand new pearl! You know resurrected! (Mother, Father, and Son), the real trinity! His successful completion will be denoted And soon or later he'll be promoted! In the situation called life! You'll soon be able to see! The fruits of his labor And by, man he'll be extended favor! Add to it His wisdom and peace! For his troubles will now, soon cease! Real control is what the Master will bestowal! After, the education and sermons, that he has heard He should be able to summons the power of, the spoken word! 56
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During this stage the initiate will learn, That life on earth is none other, than a preparation for rebirth! Man must realize, that he shares God's attribute, But, remember you are under a spell and not expected to excel! You'll have to exchange immortal life for mortal. Human talents, for spiritual powers, not having a form of godliness, But having the powers from there above! Seeking to control the earthly existence, In order to build up a stamina and resistance! While, never reacting in thoughts or emotion, Which are devoid of spiritual devotion! Now, that you are no longer existing in a stage of ignorance, Which is devoid of life and power! But, forever, growing in the essence of God, every hour, after, hour, Now, God has saved you, by his grace! By endowing you with his three attributes, To be able to function in truth worship, honor, and finally love! These were the gifts sent from above! Now, you must praise God, in spirit and truth, By making music and dance for the young and the youth! Man must realize that he shares God's attribute, But, remember you are no longer, under a spell. Nor, are you a sleep, therefore expected to excel!
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Realizing the union of God within you, He has finally awakened the Kematic! The Efa, the Master in you! You must continue to understand man, In order to understand God! For you are no longer under, a spell, Nor, are you asleep, And therefore, you are free to reach the highest peck, Finally, you must not be deceived, by the selling of your soul! Please remember, the prophecy foretold! Now, that the Initiate has learned to establish a balance in all areas of his life! He should be able to use these devises! You should be aware of the real motive of others, Those seeking and pretending to be your brothers! While, coming in snake- skin clothing, probing, Trying to steal your anointing, While pointing! Finally guarding against your very emotion, Which, are at the seat of your pleasures, and void of devotions! Remember, you are no longer, under a spell, Nor, are you asleep, Therefore expected to excel, Because you share God's attribute!
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Commitment Commitment is when you've given your word, And the word can stand alone, on it's own! It's making an effort, When you don't really have the time, It's making ends meet, When they never were intended to reach! If, giving your moral support and backing, Some how leaves you feeling lacking, Because someone failed to give you the backing! And you've going without! Then you should know just what I’m talking about! Commitment is your badge! You should wear it with honor and pride! It's like having good character and integrity! It's not something that you want to hide! Commitment is paying someone else daily dues! Perhaps at times even sing their blues, To even give in when you find yourself being used!
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It's your fingerprints It's your marking of a real genuine gent! It's your label that you leave behind! That will give you a clear conscious And a good frame of mind! Even when you don't feel able, Somehow, you must gather the strength, To become stable! When you’ve completed a task You don't want someone to, stop and asked! "Have you completed that task?" When you've given you commitment in the past!
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