Never Change.

[Nique.]

A high risk,
No more lynching, whips, or nightsticks,
It's all business, avenging it with a tight grip,
And commission's equipped in the sense you might live,
But your vision's diminished, so your image you fight with,
Just a slight gift has you surpassing a bunch,
Wondering how high can you jump, how fast can you run,
A tactic that's blunt; Only if you believe the hype,
Cause education's deceiving, it's your genotype,
Prestigious, white--schools exceeds and over,
All the foolishness, they just try to meet the quota,
A deceiving order that's blatant more than later,
Where the most whites are coaches and coordinators,
And we're forced to favor them, while breaking our necks,
Degrading our flesh, while they're making US sweat,
The favorite at best are refusing to lead and be loners,
While slavemasters are suited and seen as team owners,
Superfreaks are seen on, interchanging and feeble,
Cause we're back at square one. . .entertaining the 'people',
Situational sequel, yet we swallow the truth,
Looking familiar where we all have to follow the rules,
Feel hollow and used, during this meticulous time,
And if we act up, chains? Now it's ridiculous fines,
In this period I'm lost, but we know it's a mess though,
Pulling our strings like a puppet to changing our dress codes,
We accept those changes, and they go on our skill,
So Black Face keep acting a fool, while Sambo's on the field,
We won't appeal because now we're exchanging a profit,
Cause we'll do ANYTHING for some change in our pockets,
Yet in college? I know, it is fierce with hate feelings,
Take his HEISMAN he got thousands, yet he made millions,
For the school. Apparent to reach this claim,
YOU'VE GROSSED MILLIONS, but parents can't reach the games,
It's a thieving shame! Man, the serving is slim,
Yea, we're a little better now, but still working for them,
We're their servants, their pimps, they just supplying the plot,
In our lives, while field negros are still dying on blocks,
Triumphant? We're not. And the abuse is lethal,
You ain't an athlete? It makes you an useless negro,
It's cruel and evil, subconciously rottened our flesh,
Misdemeanor to felonies, one shot to the head,
Inarguably dead, power of steel? Nah, they're roughing us,
Our soul still bleeds, we're just forced to deal with cover ups.





Keep it up.

-Nique.

[Nique.]

Edit with links tomorrow.

[Spoken]

this was a nice drop here you came with a kinda surrelt type o fflow and concept and you grasped it nicely and firm and you never let go...you had this from start to finish and the pics was koo innovations...yea know..your flow and use of vocab was on point and was nicely assorted nothing too cramped or over done or over used at the same time..you never really had a flaw in this you came nicely and smooth through...from start to finish you handle this topic very well...nothing really played and i liked the wording and how you flipped stuff around and dropped multies and nicely accurate metaphors that hit on point...nice..i must have t o say this is none of my FAV> from you...appreciate the tim eyou took in this and drop...

RTF if so link in the sig please.

[Nique.]

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[burt0n]

that was dope, loved the flow type here, sounded like some az type shit. def loving it. fresh style for sure. the beginning was the hottest, hit a few lines in the middle i was feelin the words you were ryhmin off, and you keep that 2/ 1, 1 flow style... i loved it