Dear Franz Fanon
[Chorus : T Christian]

Ankle chains covered in blood
I can't believe we were blind to survive
Enemies holding us down
A black man's struggle
Living wound,it cannot be shut
Whips and scratches all over my
It's a pain,a black man's struggle

[ Verse 1 : Tino Mgazi ]

Dear Franz Fanon
I've been a fan of your work
If i could take all your thoughts
And maybe share with the world
I see my people lookin happy
No more evil fuckin racists
See my niggas graduatin
Put a stop to mental slavery
Put a stop to mental slavery!

How can a brother be when we live in a monopoly?
Holding on to their dreams while they living in poverty
Why is it always been the black man who is suffering
Does it have to do with melanin?
How many niggas have died on these streets,wait! who gives a fuck
That's the price we gonna pay just for being African
Then i rather die for my people like Steve Biko
Cause I'm black as they come like the dot in my eye
Black and I'm proud like I'm Malcolm X,Marcus Garvey,Maummar Gaddafi,Robert Sobukwe
Hope for the better
Black lives matter
As we watch our blood splatter uh

[ Verse 2 : Nu-tek ]

See my words i live in it's vividness
Pictures to you
I paint it an age in the mind
Not knowing I'm prolonging time
Urgency on the mind
Mind blown by the state of the city I don't know

See i'm mind blown
My head on current inside my soul
I'm holding onto life alone
My goal was blocked denied they claimed to fixed ride
I'm black and black do lie
Trust in me we will fly
Shit I heard that before
Ain't no worries chuck the deuces if the agent at the door
See my brothers on the road ducking bullets they should know We go burn to ground
Fuck the limits all around
We go burn to ground
See my words I live in it's vividness pictures to you
Me I bled and took the pain for you
These veins were drained and washed away in rain
See we  cleansed again, I still remain the same

[Chorus : T Christian]

Ankle chains covered in blood
I can't believe we were blind to survive
Enemies holding us down
A black man's struggle
Living wound,it cannot be shut
Whips and scratches all over my
It's a pain,a black man's struggle


[Instrumentals]