Message to the Snakes

Three-hundred ten years of blood, sweat and tears

One-hundred forty years of post-slavery and fears

Fear that my limbs would get torn off by horses

Fear that my children would become the main dinner course

Shoot me down for sport just like you did Cecil

But Cecil getting justice, got more protection than Black people

Lion, king of the jungle more respected than Mike Brown

Lion, more respected than the fallen Black king, his fallen crown

Sphinx of Egypt, part human part lion

A sign that one day we’ll rise again and march unto Zion

The New Jerusalem, great city in the sky

Half mile by half mile, faster than the blink of an eye

1500 Baby Planes deliver swift destruction

Bombs on Babylon at Allah’s quick instruction

Spreading lies, propaganda, but the truth, you know that’s Farrakhan

The truth not a truth, the discrimination, the Qur’an

Three-hundred ten years of blood, sweat and tears

Fought, bled and died but we still the prey, still the deer

Will the prey be taken from the mighty, lawful captive delivered

Prey shall be taken, Allah has need of the eagle’s dinner

Wheresoever the eagles gather, there the carcass lies

Eagle is America’s emblem, the country where the Black man dies

Stolen land from the Natives, Mexican man getting shut down

So-called illegal alien but White America got his stolen crown

The land, the land, all wars were fought over land

Natives got trust funds in a faithless, liar of a man

Black, Red and Brown all victims of a faithless liar

You say we starting a race war when you the one got the country on fire

For every action there’s an equal and opposite reaction

Sandra Blands and Tamir Rices dying from police interaction

You expect us to remain docile? Beware when the sleeping lion wakes

Justice or Else, beware of God’s wrath, this a message to the snakes