Without A Silver Spoon

A flower bloomed in the middle of a dark room Before birth, was cursed laying in the mommas womb A life nearly born, but already destined to lay in the tomb No tears, because all the pain has been consumed Looking like a fearless soldier so you assume That we've forgotten, and we living smooth We've gotten used to street violence, our bodies are immune All we had was music and some oldie tunes America has thrown away their kids, so we gotta be our own protecters and resume Voiceless discriminated peoples have been importune My people ride and die to have their kids born with a silver spoon You robbed us naked, left us empty like a vacuum My brown folks need to gather and commune But if you're black I also rhyme this for you Both our people are being fucked over, we're close to the doom We were born with one leg on earth and one leg in the tomb Personally I was a disadvantaged flower that bloomed on the ninth of June