Runaway Slave

Old ? wrote: »

Here's a piece I wrote as a song. Figured I'd share it in honor of Black History month.


They caint hold me and they know it but cotton needed pickin
paid off the head field ? with chittlins and chicken
I’m the strongest they ever had, that’s why they never wanna let me go
? slave on the run, USA …my new home
No color represents me on the nation’s flag, that’s my first clue
But that aint my biggest concern right now I got a curfew
Field ? aint ‘sposed to have no leeway but I found the freeway
Keep my eye out for Jocko for a safe place to stay
Sleep habit like cats, keep it movin…aint no tellin when
They might pop up outta nowhere and drag me back to that hell again
I’m heading in the northern direction, my only protection is
The darkness when the sun heads west… the only question is
How far can I get before bacon, eggs and grits
Morning light comes faster when your running from whips
That’s when they’re lookin for the spooks on the run in the streets
And I aint blendin in too good with shackle chains on my feet

(chorus)
You broke my skin with the whip but you can’t break my spirit
I’m a runaway slave
Don’t give a damn if you threaten to ? me…feel me?
I’m a runaway slave
I’m hostile, and I will, blast you in yo fuckn face
I’m a runaway slave
Catch me if you can muthafuckaz let the race begin
I ‘m a runaway slave

I got 4.2 speed so you aint gon’ be catchin the coattail
cause I got business ventures poppin and trying to make them ? go well
blow sells , plus I’m moving big green bales
hustling fakes J’s and phony touch screen cells
They say up north they aint trippin too much on my race and
all that cotton pickin ? I did back on the plantation
I’m acing this hustlin game with my black face and
Finding out what it means to be a free slave in this nation
It’s frustrating because they like tellin you that you’re free
and ? gets twisted quick if you grew up like me in the D
see, it’s a trap of sorts…a barrel full of ?
the weak get stepped on by the strong ones trampling they ass
but we’re all still slaves…some house…some field
some recognize the L but most sleep behind the wheel
amputate my toes or I’m running off tonight
I’m an America slave…but got my Nike’s on tight

(chorus)
You broke my skin with the whip but you can’t break my spirit
I’m a runaway slave
Don’t give a damn if you threaten to ? me…feel me?
I’m a runaway slave
I’m hostile, and I will, blast you in yo fuckn face
I’m a runaway slave
Catch me if you can muthafuckaz let the race begin
I ‘m a runaway slave

Damn, I like this more than my own ? .............. almost.

You've already out done 95% of the rap industry and really there's not much else I can say. You covered everything. I'll just give you props for taking the time to share it with us.