I, for one, as a Muslim, believe that the white man is inteligent enough
If he were made to realize how black people really feel
Tell him how what kind of hell you’ve been catching
And let him know if he’s not ready to clean his house up, he shouldn’t have a house
f#ck you and yo muf#ckin sympathy
Actin like freedom should be your gift to me
They tried they could not get rid of me
Ain’t traveled a lot still ain’t seen the top
Since Lincoln done had his epiphany
Gunshots sound like they symphonies
While they ask my n#gg#s we beg and plead
But still met with that “On your knees”
2 holes in my head at a traffic stop
What’s the difference ‘tween that and a prison block
What’s the difference ‘tween that and a cotton crop
The difference is small no not a lot
The past it can’t help but trouble me
The future’s lookin f#ckin ugly
The present it feel like a march Selma Montgomery
Okay I’ma give you the summary
Fear wanna run this mothaf#ckin country
Feelin’ so strong it’ll do what it takes
It never really cared about who’s going hungry
Killin’ us all without leaving a trace
Day by day
Guns get hotter than the month of May
Tryna outrun hate with haste
Even when we f#cking speed up the pace
Ain’t moved yea we runnin’ in place
You and I live in a country which is supposed to be the citadel of education, freedom, justice democracy and all of these other pretty sounding words
We want freedom, by any means necessary
Had to get a little bit to give a little bit
We ain’t never been intimate with kings sentiment
Never coulda been winning it and f#ckin filling it
Hates been drilling it and f#cking killing it
Our freedom they stealing it we ain’t feelin it
Ain’t never had a minute to get rid of it
Stuck inside of the middle it’s
Runnin right from the thrill of it
Now we muf#ckin sick of it
Taking the hate that u give and we triple it
On a mission and nothing gon kill this sh#t
All these points we tried you missing it
Hit after hit after hit of this sh#t
Retaliation coming lil b#tch
Cuz I was told that I should run away
Censor myself so that I could get paid
Hide from the pain of living everyday
But I ain’t never gonna fade away cuz
The darker the berry the sweeter the juice
The darker the past the deeper the roots
The stronger the storm the harder to move
Keep rockin our boat but we ain’t gon lose
We alive cuz we survived
We alive but traumatized
Till the rain goes we stay inside
When the storm comes you better be better be
Runnin’
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