It's a reflection. Reflection. No, no, brother. I don't think I heard you. That's a reflection. I think
you're gonna have to say it again. Reflection.
Let's say after Valentine's, which means pre-Civil War, and I'm gonna teach it in my rhyme, are people
black? Let's call them slaves, used and abused in inhumane ways. The family split, they take a newborn
from her mother. Yeah, why you there? Take that sister from her brother. There, that should end all
their identity. In every word that I say, they should have faith in me. But brave slaves had competition
back in the shack held fast to religion.
Yet, it was not Christianity. A spirit supreme being is what they see. There's two main ways that our
culture remains. New message in religion. Without this, we would not be the same. It's very crucial
to the message I am given. Through religion, the slaves kept faith that their life did have meaning
and was not a total waste. Medicine, a big part of my comparison. When I am done, black will never be
embarrassing. There was a person, one we call the conjurer.
The white master's thought, he's a great wanderer. But he was the magic man, protecting many slaves
from harm through the hand. See, back then, the spirit was intact. If only we could stop him getting
whips upon our back. Conjurer, served to the needs of the slaves. Sometimes I only worked upon a spirit
that was brave. Not here is where I make my reflection. Stop, stop. And listen very carefully.
Black old man. King of the guards. King of the guards. Where are you? Where are you? Where are you?
Times of today.
or similar to those before, a couple changes, but nothing more. As a people, we still feel the heat.
I sit in class, and I'm scared to get beat when I say beat. I don't mean in a physical way. I'm simply
speaking of a mental game we play. Look around my class, and I get the white face. As for me, and also
for the black race, an extrovert, no, it's not fair. Yeah, but I don't care. Maybe that's why I'm here.
Like the conjurer protecting slaves from attack, I give that job to the educated.
It's a reflection it's a reflection.
and say that it's no good. It's not that it's no good, but we're simply misunderstood. The lady told
me, you wouldn't rap if you could sing. It's just a bunch of noise, and no message could it bring. But
I see you different rappers just report the times. Instead of on the news, we recite it, and I don't
rhyme. Music's a good way to get across to others. One can convey morose to sisters and his brothers.
Now no more intro down to the bodies. It's best to sit and listen, and not dance like at a party. A
serious topic that to me is like a fad. Our parents say it's old.
They already had. We all know of the 60s in the fight for civil rights. We also knew the fighters were
black against the whites. My people got the food, because the color of their face. The battle was externals
outside the Negro race. Now take the number six. Flip it over, it's a nine. Agreeing with the number,
a reflection is the time. The images holding their peace is the number's direction. Just like my people,
they seem more perplexed. And at least back in the 60s, all the whites, we did attack. My brothers in
the 90s fighting black against blacks. Your boss now knows he's your second enemy.
The one to overcome is in my community. The youth lacks guidance. They have no future plans. They need
a father figure to...
I'm a better man, my papa, huh, he says he drink for recreation. Yet, he's at the bar trying to build
a reputation for how many drinks he can swallow. Come on, punk, what kind of path is that for your son
to follow? Attempts to drive home from the bar, hit someone who killed him. Now he's riding bye bye
in a police car. They go to court and pay a fee. The judge pulls the pin and throw away the keys. That's
how it comes to bid you farewell. Man, he's seeing himself in that jail cell. He's a flexioner.
This is an original vision, saw by a black man trying to make a stand. The goal, the goal, the goal,
to seek knowledge, knowledge, knowledge, and truth, and truth, and truth, in life, in life, in life.
He's, he's, he's.