Ezekiel Chabon - African Achilles Heel lyrics

Verse 1: Verbal fisticuffs drawing blood, the Dozens had been brought to us by Diaspora. Nothing but a simple game to disgrace slaves explaining why they should be traded with 11 maimed. We see the same picture reframed within United States, when really this game's ways from across the waves. Bringing shame to any name within the players wake. Grabbed the reins controlling all the words that had been sprayed. Just like the way orators tell the tales of older days. Let me rephrase, it's a little bit different here Bringing pain, attacking African achilles heel. They take the mother's name in vain, she used to wear a veil. Lineage was loved by stories, made a weapon by the Dozens. Its cousin, Ikoncha Nkotcha “belittling remarks,” they are just some jokers, but they're aiming at the heart. Verse 2: The terms first appearance when it was written for reading depicted a slaver meeting words that had him defeated. From an intellectual sense, the slave got the best, but his protest presents an event of role reversal; a momentary switch from oppressed to the paternal. Seemed the best way to light, was putting others in-ferno. What they had yearned for required displacing hatred; facing the enemy, but their brothers mistaken. What is this making other than perpetuation, following whites seems like internalization. Brought to this nation, started to turn on each other. Turning in brothers serves to uplift just one of, the minority subject to majority's conformity. No fists against authority, you have to learn accordingly. Life ain't a game but the Dozens is practice, should we call it progression, or just back to the ashes.