Pow’rs & Principalities

They would have u believe ev’rything u see
They would have u tremble b’fore ev’ry obstacle
                                                             ev’ry bombastic beast

They would have u believe u are just a bag of bones
Waiting 4 the box
Waiting 4 the worms 2 call
Waiting 4 the worms 2 make a feast

They would have u part ways w/ The Herder (at your core)
They would have u part ways w/ the Drum, the Dance, the compassionate Whore

They would have u drink filth w/ your morning paper
They would have u fulfill your worst nightmares
They would have u endulge (en what is most corrosive 2 your spark)

They would have u, unknowingly, champion corruption
They would have u abide comfortably en the dark
And acquiesce 2 the terms of hate

It is the way of the World!
They would have u believe
Dog eats dog! Better wise up, niggah.

They would have u believe abundance has abandoned u
And that the law of scarcity is dharma
No books! No grits! No scratch!

They would have u believe so many dreadful things
They would have u think so many dreadful thoughts

They would have u entrenched,
Firmly committed 2 the shackles of the ghetto
                                    the shackles of an enauthentic Life,
A Life u were not born 2 live

A Life of want
A Life of sorrow
A Life of regret

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