It's coming and you don't even know it
And if this doesn't resonate, didn’t move or make you think, I suggest
You shed your black skin because you’ve surely out worn it
Obsidian derives from those whose passion runs wild and volatile, and you
If you’re still backing up cops -- shooting our kings, unwritten sins
Still trust in god, turn’em in under holy water, rinse ya kin
Cause all of these things written in the good book are stolen, now contradicted,
Written on monies, all hail the gawd, manipulated shit
Misguided dwellings of religion used to keep us obligated, --pray--
For forgiveness -- for the things that have been done – for the things that have been said – for the things that have yet to come
It goes far beyond our master’s wishes and only journeys further
I beg of you, ---let’s not beg to differ any longer
Because truth of the matter is, we don’t matter and will never matter
And the only thing we’re good for in this country is the slammer, which
Ultimately means our fate, engraved upon burnt skin of slaves we’re destined to be slaughtered
You wanna empathize, please come good sir
Dip your sons and now dip your daughters,
There’s enough tar to baptize a whole market of the martyrs, --for starters…
You should’ve pushed for equal civil rights a little harder.
Put your Hands in the air, spread your legs, let me control your mind
Faces pushed into the ground, throats closed and now on a decline
I wonder if you can really see it or if your heart is just as blind
When the hell did being black become a standardized crime?
You want us to back down, hang up our morals too and to confine, but the
Way that I see it is, you can shut up -- just shut the fuck up stop crying
Now you can start beginning to beg for your life – Jury there goes your time – conviction?
How does it feel when it’s only your life that now weighs on a dime?
What’s the sentence I ask; there’s been consistently no mercy for the black people
Walkin’ around with the nerve to believe we would ever be equal
Like a pendulum sway back and forth, right before you, we’re not even noticed
The invisible man on the trees-- an ornament for even the poorest
Hypnotized by the lack of awareness, it’s no upper hand and no I don’t know cause
It is always a choice to be mute, or refute, press the issue and join us
They say we should follow the law -- and it’s the same lawmen that do this
Placing false claims of protection, run up on us -- and then they shoot us
Have no idea where to begin to grasp this struggle, the lives that we’ve stolen
The trickled down delusions we lie, we lie and tell to our souls and
The full stories botched up by the press and will be forever left untold, the --
The wife that cries over his dead body rotting, desecrated on our paved roads
To add insult to injury left like common trash, fresh produce and we’re still undersold
Even in death we are guilty to the highest of bidders -- the devil cloaked in black robes
Cannot beat the system -- so they give us a wager
Say look you can take this on your record, do your time, or *laughs* just pay us
More dollars that we owe -- More dollars that we owe,
More time… more time... more time passes…. and still more hatred bestowed
And we will never clear our debts as long as the blood drips all the way down to our toes.
The sweeter the berry, darker and thicker the juice so it runs slow
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