Peace family. Some of you may be familiar with "The Vault", which is boxes upon boxes of papers and composition books that have paved the way of the writing style that I currently use. I am upping a piece from my early days with these degrees and I hope you enjoy it. It's not very complex stylisically, although I do like how i concluded it. Here ya go...
He was born with the ultimate plan,
to rob and make slaves out of all he can
Taught to tell lies,steal and master the original man,
for 6,000 years that muthf*cka had the upper hand
Tryna pay me back for chasin him across the sand
and placin him on the poor part of the land
But the third eye sees all and understands
That it’s devil nature to cause confusion
Inducing illusions on my family by using
Forgotten tricks
Like planting fear inside my child’s men-tal
By shootin pins out the television screen while
Injectin livestock with steroid and chemi-cal
So when eaten it cause unbalances inside ya physi-cal
Which leads to dis-ease and sh*t
Feedin people the wrong foods, to mysteries they submit
Tryna keep us illiterate, which means ignorant
Divide us by callin us African
But what was lost is found, I’m back again
Sharpening the sword
Because you can’t be reformed
Justice must be born,
b@stard you have been warned
600 years of grafting him from me
In Pelan or Patmos, situated on the Aegean Sea
But he’s weak-boned and weak blooded, 6 ounces of brain
Rather than lose time grafting him back,
It’s best to have him slain
Many stripes of pain cause by the beast
Colored man, Caucasoid, universal breaker of peace,
Fast and pray to see the day, hereafter
When the Gods take the devil into the gates of hell and cast them
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