Lyrics:
The true state of all things:
I keep on not dying, the sun keeps on rising.
I remember my life as if it's just some
dreams that I don't trust,
you hear the people in awe
Sympathetic 'cause they like seeing you tryna fight back at a pack of piranhas
I promised three of 'em, beat the black
on
They kept seeing each other off and on
See she moved to the city and you know what happened
Black chic with a real white accent
Pretty girl in
a dream?
And as complicated as it seems
If things we imagined actually happened?
And real life situations was artificial
They say we only living to die
Yeah
Black is in the building
Tan is in the building
Kill ‘em
Don’t you believe it
For one more day
That the things you are seeing are all ok
Don’t
maids
Fast forward now they loving the black race
Until they feel threatened by seeing my black face
If we start rioting then they might listen
But
eating dirt
Being buried alive
Put to death by surprise in
The name of black gods
Ain't I most fly? Young pie don't cry
Dry the tears from your eye
getting jumped by 7 kids that were taught that black was the Enemy while my teacher stayed steady watching like a referee
See these kid were any from 13
cash by the hour
got us on corners
You need that
I got it
days I woke up
Heard my homie got shot at
Blacks getting rich man that just be
[Toni Morrison]
"There is no such thing as race,
There's just the human race,
Scientifically, anthropologically,
Racism is a construct, a social
In town [Repeat; x 3]
Something in the way of things
Something that will quit and won't start
Something you know but can't stand
Can't know get
And trust me, I see all the pain in black women eyes
Instead of seeing black women frown
Lets make black women smile
Mama used to dress me for school
Black
The elite want to keep the poor shackled in chains
What's the number one thing
The wealthy are afraid of
The illiterate turned literate
All seeing eye
by cops thinking it might be guns
And they pop squeezin', another life lost that just begun
But now he's done, not breathin'
And they just give y'all
war?
And I ain't just talking no Vietnam
I'm seeing signs of evil times
Cause we don't want no equal lives
Kill em all with a peaceful mind
You don't
spitter with a pro black agenda
Supported by the black referendum
And this only a sliver of the splendor
Homie it's the sensei
A dope boy with a flow no lo
been seeing strange things
All the pain brings vivid detail to my daydreams
Faint screams can be heard crying out
But the killer's call is coming from
witneesed a driveby?
Okay, make sure you have your camcorder ready
To witness the extracurricular activities on blacks by the police,
So you and your
might be, cause i cant trust nobody they always trynna swipe me
For that new car and the black card
Cause thats the only thing they want when you a rap
clapped
Black was in the Jeep watchin
All these scenes speed by
It was a brown Datsun
And yo nobody in my hood got one
That clown cat's through, blazin
people beat themselves up by
Not going with the flow
That’s all you’re seeing right now
But when you, as an individual
Who can’t control what the others do
escaped slavery ain't going back
Some folks are still racist and some folks are mad
Cause it the past they made their business by owning blacks
Now these
Written by the same men that all owned slaves
I can't apologize if you don't feel my rage
The same feeling I get seeing kids in a cage
Constitution has been
on Love Supreme
And get into the being of the great I am
That's when I get to seeing just how great I am
Many many times from mistakes, I ran
But I'm
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