Lyrics:
Singing songs he wrote about the ways today
How people walking by think he has got some nerve
He's singing in the street and singing on a curve
But oh
blood
Is our blood blood
So why they do not treat us like a blood blood
My white blood cells fighting against depression
I can feel it I can feel it in
Absolution by static rapture, unknown
Only by the relentless pounding of dull bone
"O, everlastingly fatiguing mantle!"
Choruses from our drowning lungs,
Mmm mmmmmm mmmmmm whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa
You know I can’t roll in peace
Everybody notice me
Stay by my side in need
Fulfill
Interesting times that we're living in
Got caught by surprise but ain't giving in
Pushing through the pain
A better future we envisioning
Masked up
around our emotions like a cast
Because we're still haunted by the ghosts lurking from the past
I just wish that we could move on
Let go of all the petty
We were white city slip kids playing in
The streets
The songs of the black man's band
With our tail drags dragging Mojo's working
Got the blast
days
I steered by the stars
Aimed for the moon
Wound up in the bars
There was a room
I papered with prayers
Scattered with flowers
While somebody else
By oh by oh Sweet Lullaby
May your dreams be as big
As the stars in the Sky
Let's open our hearts up
As we close our eyes
And I'll sing you a Sweet
The black song, some people may think that that's wrong
But they don't know about the wall that our backs on
Wax off wax on
White sheets from black
dreams
I'll keep missing our happy days
Reality
You will find
What you're looking for in me
Because there are many
Love songs that lost their meanings
Do you still like Black and White Movies ?
and my scratched old 45s
Do you recall a ride on a steam train ?
Do the sad songs still make you cry ?
Do
it, for when your head's bare,
You know that the soot cannot spoil your white hair."
And so he was quiet, & that very night,
As Tom was a-sleeping he
white man eating pizza
And a little girl her name was lisa
Enough of that let me get bk on track
I see man wearing tinfoil hats
And the sky its no longer
the plain or boat
If we can live in peace
No more grieve
Ya we'll be happy to go
For more than 400 years
The white man has always put his
Knee on our throat
inspected, now we arrested
Attention directed to contents of our intestines
Urinalysis followed by X-rays
Interrogated and detained 'til damn near the next
on
You telling me to be strong but this list keep getting long
Goes on and on
Multiple generational songs
Exposing you and your treatment of our people
black marker
Our's country in being run
By a giant kindergartener
This is more than a song
It's a call to action
Please wake to his falsehoods
Defect
black marker
Our's country in being run
By a giant kindergartener
This is more than a song
It's a call to action
Please wake to his falsehoods
Defect
On a pretext, fabricated
Masked by propaganda that we created
Under false flags, we march on
Our rules of engagement are foregone
Step aside now
go by
Could have been easier on you
I couldn't change though I wanted to
Should have been easier by three
Our old friend fear and you and me
Glycerine,
got the sauce, drip still chilly
Still grinding for the real millis, Till the bills billi, This Flow plain silly
So like a black kid in a white
the days go by
Could have been easier on you, I couldn't change though I wanted to
Should have been easier by three, our old friend fear and you and me
always
Remember you and praise
Years passed like cloud shadows on the plain
They will never ever come back again
You are gone, my sweet miracle
And our
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