I am a human being.. But I own you.

We are both god given, gift to the earth..

But you, are my property..

If I need something to drink, I'll have your wife fetch it for me.

I own her too.

When the house seems dirty, 

Your children will scrub and clean until splinters rise in their  hands and knees.

This is the year of slavery.

Whites are sold at considerable amounts.

Blacks rule the world.

You know how the story goes, but thats only for a few.

Lets take different roles and enjoy the veiw.

What if your backs whipped lashed til whites flesh turned blue?

Would rage spew out from foreign tongues,

when masta deflowered your wife right in front of you?

Everyones saying,

"Forget slavery.. You can't blame us for something we didn't do"

No, Fuck you! 

Slavery lives on in the blood shed by misunderstandings,

And untamed minds.

Barack may be presdent, but only for the meen time.

African Americans built the white house.

 We deserve to sit in that damn oval office

and soak up all the profits it  shall produce.

Don't give me bullshit about MY people. 

My flesh

My blood, that runs deep in the soil of this country.