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Understand


Understand

By: Mike Burroughs

 

Once upon a time not to long ago I use to sit in a dark and lonely room thinking about all the pain that surged through thy veins but now a days I sit in this dark ass abyss thinking bout all the racist shit that my kind has made up, and cooked up, and served out to the rich and served out to the Arrion Brotherhood word that rhymes with witch. 

See in this world there are no such things as fairy tales but there are such things as reality check and one who can control these checks. See I'm just trying to get y'all to understand there isn't a difference between you to I, or I to you?

Because as life goes around you're like me and I'm like you. 

You see there isn't a difference between the colors of our skin 

but to the men 

who wear that blue uniform with the gold badge and 45 In hand sees that my kind serves as opposites and controls all lands. 

Serving to the government and saluting to the all secrets behind that red, and white, blue flag. 

Do you understand?! 

Do you understand the true colors and the meanings behind the Pan-African flag. 

 

You see 

RED Represents the color of the 

blood that has been shed.

BLACK represents the identity.

GREEN represents the color of the land that must be redeemed and reclaimed for the ORIGINAL PEOPLE OF MOTHER LAND! 

So I will ask again, do you understand? 

Do you understand this white man? 

Because I can clearly see the vision behind y'all ruthless and demonic plan. 

It's crazy how y'all use the prison system as modern day slavery and treat them women and men. 

Give them poor living conditions and make them beg. 

Make the beg for the freedom that they wish to attend. 

 

You see back when Africans were slaves y'all did the same damn shit but beat them from running again and again. Use to shoot them for trying to learn something in that small beat up cabin that you thought was right to reside in. 

Use to whip them for not picking the cotton as fast as you thought they can.

What's wrong with you because you clearly don't understand. 

You don't understand that everything that you did was wrong and I swear to that with my right hand. Salute to all who finally took that stand and not that flag..

Because me personally I can give two fucks about what this government has. 

All they wanna do is burry us six feet underneath that grass. 

Maybe even want us to kiss there ass. 

But me! I won't! because clearly I understand! 

Clearly I understand each and every meaning to each and every brand.

 

For example look at the boots you wear. 

To the material, to the tree that's on the timberland. 

See it's like a modern day noose that lynches high above all while all these heartless pedestrians watch in strands and clap their hands screaming all hale they land. 

This is what's crazy the nauticas logo was the flags to that boat that brought my brothers and sisters from a different skin to this land and yes Tommy Hilfiger hates African Americans buts still gets money from out their hands. 

See this is only going to get worse if we don't unit and stand together and take what's rightfully ours which is thy land and not this corrupt system that's fucked up by all the riches and all these skin heads. 

So, in all honesty I just need y'all to..

UNDERSTAND

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