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- Cyne - Samura's Optic Lyrics
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- [Cise Star]
- Afro-American, livin in the eyes of Aryan
- Characteristics, contacts and hair extensions
- And what we doin to ourselves just to fit in
- They had us in the fields or slavin in the kitchen
- It is my mission, to shed light to the subject
- Confederate flags over the houses of the rednecks
- American pride, or just evil in disguise
- A close reminder of why many of my people died
- To bring change in the midst of pain and oppression
- We had to stand together and our hope was the weapon
- Now we neglectin, important lessons from our forefathers
- We need to stand tall and reclaim our lost honor
- [Akin]
- Definin blackness, what's ghetto, and what's real
- And what the fuck make a nigga wanna feel
- That he gotta chase, dollars and fake
- Pipe dreams and 38s, hate, wit the nickel plate
- Within a arm's grasp, I'm marchin past
- Them so called thugs waving arms to blast
- Another black, ass
- Destruct the masses, I'm Cassius Clay boxin bastards
- Lyrically speaking I'm tryna touch the people and
- Lyrically speaking I must critique the people and
- I'm far from the likes of God
- Though I am one wit self yo position is odd
- Nigga, how the fuck you go knockin my style
- If I'm not a real nigga than what's the profile
- Is it, new shoes on my feet, every other week
- Or carryin heat but niggaz just like me
- I'd rather spend the most of my time
- Writin in my composition note, book of rhymes
- My mind's confined for now but it'll be free
- When the fat lady sing from her soul to me
- [Cise Star]
- We're quick to forget history's hardships
- And ready to trade pride for money and bullshit
- It's sick the way the media portrayin our people
- Instead of motivatin change they're perpetuating evil
- Negative outlooks make impressions on the youth
- They try to ignorance synonymous with blackness
- It's blasted, the way the images of acid
- Burning into the soul, go give it guns and ratchets
- [Akin]
- Yo, it's farewell to hell and, welcome in heaven
- A new man is born divine like the number seven
- Walk with me, if you will
- Through the depths of a nigga's will it might feel
- Kinda surreal
- I woke up this morning smiling wit the rising sun
- Like Robert Ness but hardly my day begun
- One with the most high, I keep her close by
- My heart when folks try
- To bring me down now I'm knockin on heaven's door
- Jump the gate ask for God on the seventh floor
- Come holla at me see my people gotta hate complex with self
- Til the point where we're numb to the pain that's dealt
- Across the load, this bullshit we're not gonna know
- About some brothers killin people in Sierra Leone
- Over jewels that we cherish, here in America
- Peace to Sorious Samura, thanks for helping the
- World see the truth that they already know
- So let's get free people all across the globe
- From the great walls of China to France, to Johannesburg
- Back to the land of Egu-Egu I recite the words
- [Cise Star]
- I pledge allegiance only to those believing in me
- My eyes steady on the prize til the people are free
- Words to the wise so I always try to see
- The things holdin me back so I can breathe
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