If all children are angels then at what age do the black ones lose their halos,
Hit the asphalt with bullet wounds laying on their torsos,
Gunned down in her sleep as if she isn't one to feel pain,
Oh shit, wrong house, life lost in vain?
What if it was the right house?
Would you still open fire if it was a white's house?
Then wonder why these streets are restless,
We deserve answers because we believe our lives are priceless,
We unshackled the chains, now help us lift their knees of our necks,
Quite symbolic, as if I had a photographic memory,
8 minutes 46 seconds sounds like the title to a horror story,
Not a land of the free if the blacks ain't free,
As if black people don't cry, bleed or die,
With pride we chant "Black Lives Matter",
With ignorance they respond "All lives matter",
Scared of the repercussions of their acknowledgement,
An understanding of their ancestors and their pedigree with no ancentry.com needed,
As if our proclamation threatens their livelihood,
As if they'll ever understand our oppression in the hood,
As if they weren't conditioned to wear the hood.

"All of my niggas is casket pretty, ain't no one safe in this happy city" -Noname

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Societal disparities heightened by quarantine,
Evidence of the economic status of our world,
On how the rich can stay home but thrive,
Whereas some of us need to go to work to survive,

They hail us heroes,
Don't kid me, it's all about the commas and zeroes,
Cover my bills and expenses, then witness my heroism,
Better yet pay me a living wage, they practice economical domestic terrorism,

Lackadaisical efforts shadowing the hypocrisy they believe in,
Hoping after all this, we'll still believe in them,
I've lost interest in being outraged by Agent Orange,
When I can tell he never had to fix a door hinge,

Death comes for us all I'm told,
But we won't stop for death and he better not stop for us either.

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Understaffed, sure,
Inexperienced, true,
A bleak painting of unwilling brides awaiting the kiss of the groom,
A gloomy heaven I call it.

Hopeful kins, praying for recovery,
The smell of death is enough to break the strongest spirits,
It's like sunshine on a rainy day,
A glimmer of hope in a dark room.

Constricted to a bed watching death gallivant
Finding solace in the fact that there are others,
Hence there might be hope.

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They said Kings never die
I just saw a King die, and his princess too
It's sad to see, such dreadful times
When I feel no enjoyment from the cleverest rhymes

They said Kings never die
I guess it's not true
Just words meant to hurt you
They said Kings never die

I hope it's true
That Kings never die
Because everytime I yell Kobe
After every shot
I know he'll guide it in
I hope Kings never die

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I guess you finally made it to the gym.
Did you?...you always said you could swim.
Tell the kids stories of the legends you knew,
That Curry was a better shooter than
anyone they know, that's true.

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Our neighborhoods are the definition of gang infested,
Seemed like the world gave up on us, the gangs invested,
Drugs were available, so don't blame us if we ingested,
We need help, but you're not interested.

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is one I'd like to forget,
Amnesia will lessen my regret,
Knowing it, was useless,
I never used it,
At least then my ignorance will be painless,
I should've called,
I should've picked you up,
Or you could have called.

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And the search can be fun, until you find what you should have been running from.

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What is your favorite poem?
Have you read Frankenstein by Mary Shelley? If yes, who is the villain?
Can you argue to defend your point of view, without sounding frustrated?

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He didn't want to be like his father,
Tried his best to be a complete opposite, he's brave,
He'd rather be strong and independent like his grandmother,
Unknowingly denying his children the freedom they crave,

Word on the streets is he's a good man. He's the best,
He carved out a life for himself, although his chances of survival were slim,
He's better to them, but compared to his dad, I can't say he's the worst,
He just strives like Okonkwo to not be like him,

Doors had been shut at him, so he pushes his children to grab the keys,
To simply put it, it's bad,
Because even though his children has college degrees,
They do not want to be like their dad,

He has the Okonkwo complex,
I'm his son, I know it's complex.

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