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Same time Same place Different color Of the face Same K-12 system Same university Different college Who gained More knowledge? Who excelled? Who got more hell? Same job Same school Same students Same certification Different degrees Who stayed On their knees? Both of us Yes, indeed. Who achieved Honestly? Well let’s see! Same time Same place Different color Of the face I made it By God’s grace You are A Satanic disgrace. You are the Face of hateful Hypocrisy I settle for None of your Fallacious foolishness And malicious mediocrity. Same hometown I keep it real You a damn clown God’s giving you A furious frown A lazy witch Probably born rich Living in the sticks Killing nature’s beauty Just to get away From people like me An earth killer Fake teacher And destiny stealer A true thriller Makin fake scrilla I worked hard While you pressed bricks Storing awful ATP To make sure You got the best of me And people from my Community. My adenosine triphosphate (ATP) From glycolysis in my body After Krebs cycle Gives off love While yours come From hate We’ve had the same bodily Processes similar chemical makeup I just have more melanin You act the way you act Because of your grandfather’s mistakes I hate to see your fate If you don’t change You are devilish And deranged I know your game Your name We’re from the same turf You and I Are carbon based products One tries hard daily to be just So that when the minister Says ashes to ashes And dust to dust That I get the reward I deserve You got my reward I still work hard My ATP Detests the enemy It ain’t fair That we walked in the same place Respect you received And hate slapped me in the face Walking around with on your face Did a dissertation on me If I looked like you With my knowledge At 23 I would have had Ten PhD’s. Girl please you got the nasty woman disease Get on your knees for the right reas’ Pray to us Jes’ Save me from being a real bigot And sometimes on the sly Help me to love you And all your creatures And accept diversity You need help with that dirty blond hair Pony tails sticking in the air Depicting your true savior Not mine that will catch the one’s That are still alive and in Him Up in the midair.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2010




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