Volume 4, Number
2
December 8, 2000
The Farmer
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Terminator Genes
by Dr. Ridgely A. Mu’min Muhammad
Terminator, terminator, terminator genes,
You better find out just what we mean.
You’re eating good now but you’re gonna eat lean,
‘Cause they changing the nature of everything green.
Terminator, terminator, terminator genes,
You better find out just what we mean.
They’re changing the nature of the living seed.
You grow it one time and it won’t repeat.
The farmers are going to have to pay so much for seed,
That they go quit and you won’t eat.
There’s a war going on that you might want to know.
You better find out from Monsanto.
Germ warfare in the land and the air,
They killing the seed so the seed won’t bare.
Excuse me while I sound the alarm,
But the USDA plans to do you harm.
They’re the ones that designed these genetic bombs,
They’re the ones that took the Black man’s farms.
You got no farms and you got no land,
‘Cause you would not listen to that little Black man.
They gave you food stamps and they took away the land,
Now you eat all your food from the white man’s hand.
They gave you welfare so you would not care.
You got your pretty nose stuck up in the air.
You got your long nails and your store bought hair,
You gonna chew them nails when the cupboard’s bare.
You like to ride in them fancy cars,
But you got no food for your baby’s jars.
I know one day you want to be a star,
But them terminator genes ain’t go let you get that far.
There used to be these germinating seeds,
But the terminator genes gonna end that breed.
The changed the DNA so it cannot read,
Kill the people in the middle of the process of greed.
There’s only gonna be two kinds of food:
One for the rich and the rest for fools.
"Well, if they kill Black folks they’ll kill whites too."
But they’ll kill three of them just to get one of you.
You see, Black folks are still in that baby boom,
But they got some poison to end that soon.
They messing with the genes and the chromosomes,
They go put Black folks in the "Twilight Zone".
If Europe don’t want no terminator food,
That should be a little hint for a thinking fool.
But I bet you went to the high tech school,
So you searching the web for your next bowl of soup.
Herbicides, pesticides, suicide, genocide,
You better use your money to stay alive.
Stop spending your money on this high-tech jive.
You’d better get you some land if you plan to survive.
You’d better get your priorities back in line.
You keep playing the fool, you gonna lose your behind.
You acting real stupid and you’re acting right blind,
While the devil is perpetrating the perfect crime.
I know you want to live that "American Dream",
But that’s not in the white man’s scheme.
It might sound cold and it might sound mean,
But the terminator genes gonna end that dream.
I know you like that McDonald’s and your Burger King,
But you ain’t go like these terminator genes.
They changing the meat, they changing the greens,
Fast food line straight to the murder scene.
Terminator, terminator, terminator genes,
You better find out just what we mean.
Terminator, terminator, terminator genes,
You better find out just what we mean.
Peace, Doc
(c) copyright 1999 by "Doc" Ridgely Mu’min (but you can spread it like seeds)