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Free
What you see here is a man speaking
Through the bomber rot of America
Talking with my features using my given tongue as the message
My first language was learned after I spoke my 2nd
Because since day one I knew how to vocalize my FREEDOM
The grunts yells, and laughs
Screams cries and coos
Where my out spoken rhymes from my early lifetimes
Echoed further than my written lines because it's my every breath
As I showed my as through the years
Throwing the wanna be masters a line drive
Hitting them with my will to be my own
The wished in every way to shut me up
Still no matter what they wish my speech reverberates through my feet
Shaking the ground quaking with every new step
Putting them on a "Black" terror alert
Just from the threat of my heart beat
My life adds potential to the existence of resistance
My unwillingness to die before my Earth mothers given time
Blows holes in their hateful minds
Because they can't understand why I refuse to go down without a fight
As I raise my fist in defiance proclaiming
THAT I'M FREE
This nation can't help but to take notice of the acted out words from me
Jalili B. Jimiyu
Yeah it's copyrighted 2008
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