Dear Franz Fanon Lyrics - Tino Mgazi

[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]