Freeman ReLoaded - At The Root

What it mean to be real
What it mean to be Black
If we talking bout excellence
I'm in agreement with that
We are the movers & shakers
Dominant taste makers
Master survivalist
See, them colonists couldn't break us
400 years we absorbed they worst
It was biblically manifested
The last shall be first
Athletes and artists
Designers with premium fits
Mastermind moguls
With reach that been global.
Fact is, who else do it like this
Soon as we hit the room
You could feel the energy shift
That's the truth bout me
That's the truth bout you
That's the truth bout us
All we lacked was the trust
But now that Willie Lynch
Crabs in the barrel thinking
Behind us
Later for Hollywood cause they
Always trying to remind us
Birth of a nation was a Sin-sation
Chronicling the original
Sins of a nation
Don't take for granted
What exists today
Cause in the blink of an eye
It could be snatched away
Times might be different
But oppression remains
At the root Its just
Slavery by Another Name
Don't take for granted
What exists today
Cause in the blink of an eye
It could be snatched away
Times might be different
But oppression remains
At the root Its just
Slavery by Another Name
They say in 30 years
Black Wealth
Headed straight to nada
But we lined up for
Gucci, Louis and Prada
We get bags, but don't
Handle them properly
Why bust a rollie down
When you could purchase
Some property
What's the point of looking rich
I want true wealth
Mind, body, spirit and bank account
In good health
In short order, let's become
Check hoarders
By dismantling every toxic thought
They ever taught us
Bank and buy black
Shop where you welcomed at
Unity is the key
On that point, we must all agree
The powers that be
Designed it so you and me
Would look at one another
And only ever see enemy
The last thing they thought they'd see
Is us link up
Creating so much value
They gotta back up a Brinks truck
Just to have a conversation
Time is money
The Universe Rewards patience
Don't take for granted
What exists today
Cause in the blink of an eye
It could be snatched away
Times might be different
But oppression remains
At the root Its just
Slavery by Another Name
Don't take for granted
What exists today
Cause in the blink of an eye
It could be snatched away
Times might be different
But oppression remains
At the root Its just
Slavery by Another Name

Written by:
Paul Freeman

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