Underground Railroad

Lyrics
{Verse 1} She was a blessed soul that was born on Dorchester County, Maryland Over the years an American Abolitionist and Political Activists I'm only me, no one can be me, I'd hate to be comparisoned Democrats in the stand, the liberal activists She was picking out crops, and was raised as a slave into slavery She escaped and subsequently made some 13 missions to rescue 70 enslaved people Life back then wasn't a piecе of cake, right now it is, this is my bakery They wеre picked apart and hit with whips, they made it out to be brave people Look at the people she grew up with, her mom and her whole entire family People she would hang out with, and share connections with, her friends I review every single era of our past selves vs. today,Reviewing them like Anthony Would the time ever end, we never know, it all just depends This is our network, connecting and relating to each other like satellites Going deeper underground and underground, where is my railroad Jesus saved us all when he died on the cross, he was the biggest sacrifice Ask to see another part of life, but we just keep going down the same road {Hook} Taking steps at a time, 1,2,3 Remaining steps at a time, no place I'd rather be I'm just making sense, 1,2,3 Looking forth onto the basic steps, this is our scene {Verse 2} Picking crops apart, this was our own plantation Being born way before our time, born on 1820 What about our need to learn, our own education How many slaves did the people have,it exceeds twenty Also the parents she was raised with,Rit Green and Benjamin Ross Rit worked as a cook in the big house, and Benjamin was a timber worker This is our own systems of government, we know what the regimens are Look forth upon the men workers and the women workers She would change her name in honor of her own mother Having around eight brothers and sisters, she didn't know what to do Don't know what to do with America, why even bother Every chapter, BC to AC, we just review Leaving the physical scars, the pain soothes in Rented out as a nurse, where she was whipped We need a way to teach the youths in Died on 1913, now all I can say is Rest In Peace, Rip {Hook} Taking steps at a time, 1,2,3 Remaining steps at a time, no place I'd rather be I'm just making sense, 1,2,3 Looking forth onto the basic steps, this is our scene
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- AJ_Official2005