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This is Ime Oulu reporting for the Information Age, Global Hood News Report In women’s beauty and cosmetic news, not to be taken lightly, the rise in medical malpraxis and white market body injection, instances continue Scientists have also found the culprit in the newest cases of head cancer have been linked to the glue used in the ever popular lace front wig Also in sports, as a closing note to the Olympic propaganda charade Salute to the amazing African tracking field athletes Some of who are forced to run under a colonial flag Congratulations Mo Farad, a Somalian who’s gold was stolen once again by Great Britain This Ime Oulu along with 90 Seas Way Informer and this is the Global Hood News Where there’s health neglect there’s no self-respect But what else you expect? Look how they dealt the d**h We inherited stress, had to bury our best Martin, Malcolm X, bullet holes in they chest We adapt to the struggle, only way we survive Eating scraps from the table but it kept us alive Making something from nothing, still we hope for the best Making miracles happen, daily coping with less Scar string will ban ‘em Scar string will ban ‘em Scar string will ban ‘em Raised in the ghetto, singing songs – called survival But eating soul food to have you dead on arrival Hand on the rifle, other hand on the bible Strong as an ox but look at what you put inside you We resemble your things, do the silliest things No better than you better cause that’s what experience brings Break out of jail but can you break out a fascicle cell? We say we living well, but we living in hell We already been to the other side We ain’t turning back, now we choose a lie To really get by this, and that ain’t right We feel it inside, it’s time to fight We already been to the other side We ain’t turning back, now we choose a lie To really get by this, and that ain’t right We feel it inside, it’s time to fight We glues to the TV screen commercials in-between Crack Donalds, Murda King What happened to eat your greens? Eatin some or anything, abusing Mary Jane Chinese chicken wings, everyday hood thing 5 hour energy, red bull and Hennessey Head bobbin bot the organs full of toxicity Pack a cool menthol, nicotine pick fall They have the nerve to put cool on the pack so they can trick y’all Slave to the Dutch master, colon cancer victim Tell you want a package but we still blame the system No squares in my circle, screw all that sippin purple I’m tryina live to my potential, age is just a number A G preserve his temple, a G control his temper No discipline, you slippin, no toxins in my kitchen Slavery is over cousin, but then at lunch it wasn’t If food is the last plantation then I’m Harriet Tubman Advocating colonics, saving my lungs from chronic But you can’t free a slave unless he knows he’s in bondage (You wanna get freaky? Let’s go) You can’t free a slave unless he knows he’s in bondage