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I've Got Life
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Nina Simone I ain't got no home, ain't got no shoes Ain't got no money, ain't got no class Ain't got no friends, ain't got no schooling Ain't got no hurt, ain't got no job Ain't got no money, no place to stay Ain't got no Lauryn Hill Programmed inequity, it's in the nervous system Listen, watch the words, how they twist 'em Two thirds of the world turned victim Subtle energy, they capture and block chi The unseen violence behind the democracy Some call it hypocrisy, turn freeman into property And logically justify not treatin' 'em properly Invisible ink in the constitution Meant to preserve the institution, unequal distribution Of wealth, goods and services Revolvin' door, no floor, just anxiety and nervousness Trapped in circuses Herds of us, not understandin' our purposes When appetites and psychological types Get caught in the hype, it's tight from morning till night I'm demanding my rights, women's suffrage then black suffrage Or Jim Crow, the KKK, American terrorism Murders and beatings on television It's in the cells now, you thought that was yesterday? But the compression stays, trauma still got most afraid Stuck in the memory, fear gives birth to lethargy Generations of children in jeopardy History written in jealousy, scribes full of heresy Full of barbarians, ch-ch-check out my melody Musical therapy, reprogram Africa full of coal tan, Coltrane was a cold man Black genius in a cold land tryna be the whole man Heal the homeland, pastime for our own land Where a grown man can be a grown man The system has benefit for robbery is robbery You can't run from it, God is a natural monopoly Divine creator stuck in monotony Bureaucracy, psyche on poverty Self-esteem broken like pottery No more, not me, codename anomaly 'Cause there's just no match for the prodigy Sovereignty, the god in me Walking university, living cosmology Without apology Nina Simone I've got life, I've got laughs I've got headaches and toothaches And bad times too like you, you, you Lauryn Hill Okay, the more you suppress life the stronger it gets With death life the longer it gets I know it's hard to admit That you follow some bullshit Swallow the wrong pill looking for mr bill Repression, oppression: same thing (Same thing) Fear the shadow that's the main thing (Main thing) They keep running from Every action yields an equal and opposite one Yes that means the consequence comes Fields of cumbersome back breaking labor Can't be healed with just a cummerbund I was homecoming queen call me number one Yep that's another one, now give the drummer some Tell every mother's son expression can be far more powerful than a hundred guns See my Kalashnikov lyrics with the safety off Now dance around these niggas like Baryshnikov Street sweeper my words are my keeper

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