Things will get better
Only if we learn to love ourselves
Break the curse!
They want to suppress your Afrikaness.
Don’t you fall into their mess.
You’re Afrikan Blessed.
Don’t you down press your Afrikan flesh.
You’re nothing less than the best.
You’re Afrikan Blessed.
Slave master taught me to shoot down you.
You try to move up and I’ll put down you.
Slave master taught me to snitch on you.
You’ve got a problem, I put the snitch on you.
East fighting against the West.
They fail to practice they love they possess
North fighting against the South.
They think its their only way out.
Children of the melanin,
Stop practice the slave master’s teachin, or you’re gonna get a beating.
Children of the melanin,
Why you despise the royal teachin?
YOU ARE EVERYTHING THAT YOU’RE SEEKING!
They want to suppress your Afrikaness.
Don’t you fall into their mess.
You’re Afrikan Blessed.
Don’t you down press your Afrikan flesh.
You’re nothing less than the best.
You’re Afrikan Blessed.
Process your hair, straighten your nose.
Bleach out your skin, then you’re welcome in.
We must love you and hate ourselves.
Who can save us?
None but ourselves.
Them say everything Black is cursed, its bad and its negative.
And them say everything white is good and its right,
And its positive.
Willie Lynch caan test, give the judgment an inch, puppet master the fire caan quench.
Keep your insecurities, caan bribe me with your cheese, BURN OUT YOUR MIND DISEASE!
They want to suppress your Afrikaness.
Don’t you fall into their mess.
You’re Afrikan Blessed.
Don’t you oppress your Afrikan flesh.
You’re nothing less than the best.
You’re Afrikan Blessed.
Don’t you suppress your Afrikaness.
Don’t you fall in their mess.
You’re Afrikan Blessed
Don’t you oppress your Afrikan flesh.
You’re nothing less. . .
Taken from Messenjah Selah's album Breaking Babylon Curse.{note: I know I've done this album before. But I'm LOVING it at this moment and I hope to someday do this same thing for every tune on the album. 2 down, 16 to go}
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