They said that I'll die early, I must of been good to die young
What am I living for, I ain't really having fun
Long as I live here the system got me on the run
So many obstacles, how am I to overcome
Too many troubles in this life I chose to get the dough
But without the paper tell me where am I to go
They claim to calculate my worth through promissory notes
The fact that I'm bought and sold it's kind of scary though
Man I more then matter cause I produce energy
Recognize a foe fact he ain't a friend of me
When you doing good bound to make more enemies
I need tranquility that's what heaven sent to me
Dumb you a fool thinking that you done with slavery
I been a slave since I was born they was slaving me
It's doesn't count that they was wrong for enslaving me
Cause even worse I was degraded I and let it be...
Sincerly,
Black Jesus
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