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Freedom Cry

 

Freedom Cry

(album: Generation Gaming XIX - 2019)


Lord forgive us our trespasses

Have you heard of him?
They say he murders men
Considers slaves to be more than beasts of burden when
They should be serving French, English, and German men
Doing the work, and letting us spread the word of heaven
There's a passage in the Bible:
Shackles are fine, and chattel is like when you're buying cattle
The idea of rights is clear idle chatter
Why do we act like their lives should matter?
Now they're rising, the slaves are revolting
The plantation in flames they are razing the whole thing
Taking control, flee
Breaking the chains, reclaiming their souls and escaping the pain
I'm gonna run and hide inside the governors house
But there's a rising tide that's flooding us out
Sinking our boat, no quarter or parley
No one endured who has fought Adewale

Rise up my people rise
And reply
To the call
Of your creed
When freedom cries

Rise up my people rise
And reply
To the call
Of your creed
When freedom cries

Have you heard of him?
He's taking our property
Claiming equality
Making a mockery
Out of the innate authority of our monarchy
A blatant atrocity
Slaves are commodities
Saving us paperwork wasting our days paying wages to labourers
How dare they question it?
I better fetch my whip
I'm getting desperate, best get back to the deck of the ship
Ade's dropping in
Chopping limbs off
Left and right till there's no one left to fight
Nobody stopping him
Sprinting down the jetty
Swinging a machete
Heads will drop and hit the deck as if they were confetti
There's only so long a people can be beaten
'Til they no longer need a reason to become treasonous heathens
Jesus Christ
Please spare my feeble life
Because when freedom cries
He replies:

Rise up my people rise
And reply
To the call
Of your creed
When freedom cries

Rise up my people rise
And reply
To the call
Of your creed
When freedom cries

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