The Rip-off

The rip off

All we were suppose to get was 40 acers

And a mule but government are fakers

We built this land up and never compensated

Now they dead and we related

Can't we get what's promised in the word

Or haven't you ever herd

Of fair play

When ya'll do a job you want your dough

We wanted the land you pillages after using our woman as a hoe

For a good time then dump to the side

Now we want ours you run and hide

Cause you refuse to acknowledge you own writing

But want us to stop cussing and fighting

All your promises were a rip off for real

Just something to give us hope and you reneged on the deal

What about reperations? Arn't we owed that?

While in fields we labored on porches you sat

Eating our harvest, getting sloppy and fat

Litterally get paid off our backs and you don't care

Cause what's that time was so rare?

Nah cause you can't admit to being wrong

And singing the " My bad song"

So you lied to us cause our power was soft

Now we stronger and all know the government pulled a rip off