Letra de ' Bread Wine Body Blood ' de Ka

My brothers and sisters
If you would allow me tonight
I would like for you to focus
Your attention to the verse
Just wanna touch on some points, man, that bother me
You know, with the culture a lil' bit, man
Remember, this is, this is magic, man, this is true magic, this music, man
You gotta watch what you feed the kids, man, for real

Yo, it's money this, money that
All that shit dummy rap
Should give them people money back
Halves got 'em strung up, never slung 'em fact
Keep them dumb, sprung up in that youngin trap
Which log be cutting family trees, they just a lumberjack
Ever notice it's never no fix? Only brung 'em crack
Ain't write gems, but tight with ends, then they run it back
Now I peep why they call it heat, it's just a runnin' track
Then it's drink this, smoke that, shit so wack
Give 'em boof, no percent of living proof, you get no dap
I have to tell you that's on the path-to-failure roadmap
It ain't the way to no goals, it's the chokehold slow tap
The gist of this is to keep submissive and broke rap
Another poison message you holdin' precious 'cause your toe tap
That's how a lame floss 'til the brain loss from the growin' plaque
You say it's safe and play the eighth, can't replace what your soul lack

It's a shared struggle that we all go through
Don't be the weapon they use to harm you
Man, it's a shared struggle that we all go through
Don't be the weapon they use to harm you

Then it's pussy this, ass that, all that shit trash rap
What started as empowerment, I'm feelin' now it's past that
Yes, I'm with sexual expression, if any tryna lash back
But this proper prostitution, always askin' where the cash at
You sure you sellin' me melody, you keep tellin' me your ass fat?
Or are you just a succubus, wanna suck us 'til the stash tapped?
Don't get it twist, I like a pretty miss with a vast gyatt
This a crazy world, don't put our baby girls on the fast track
Then it's gun this, gang that, son, the most profane rap
It's just a lot of bored noise that got our boys layin' flat
Still a must, "stop killing us" should be the main pact
For our mothers' good, choose brotherhood, bang that
Had enough of every tussle, seein' muscles, where the brains at?
You wanna hurt, those that do us dirt should be the aim, black
FBI and Klan kills your leaders, when y'all gon' pay 'em back?
If that's how we move, then I'm smooth, y'all can stay intact

It's a shared struggle that we all go through
Don't be the weapon they use to harm you
Man, it's a shared struggle that we all go through
Don't be the weapon they use to harm you

If you listen to what Black people are singing religiously
It is a clue as to what is happening to them sociologically
Our music mirrors what is happening to us