Black Power
by Nathan Waldron

You want to know how I know we live in perilous times?
Where sin is cut up packaged, televised, and fed to ignorant minds
It's our ghetto mentality, eyo who wanna battle me!?
Our paths lead to calamities, as bullets dissolve our families
But it aint the blocks I hate, and regionalism I can tolerate
It's the fact that we smoke and talk of jakes,
But never who we intend to nominate
No money, no hope, turn thief, no future
Grab honeys, grab dope, got beef? grab shooters
We accept our situation and that's what truly bothers me
Rep outdated cultural norms like racism, and misogyny
We used to say we would replace their hate with respect
Now we have our laureates portray our worst as our best
Our young are pilgrims in distress, traveling through mediocrity
We need them to be Theophiles and fight of the apostacy
But our old lost our tongue and can't proselytize
They act so high and mighty can't talk to us guys
Our ocular organs are always aimed at the ground
And rise just a little when somebody with a chain comes around
Can we no longer perceive, the joy that one receives
When he lives his life for others, You can fly when you believe
But we believe that being fly is the best we can achieve
I'm here to say I feel best while investing in you
Our lives forcibly savage, few know true nobility
Hope is fillin me, As I embrace my woes willingly
We break forth from our boundaries, black power empowers me
I swear its poundin free, and the best part is it was found in me