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James Westmoreland
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Can we take many minds and put it together and create one of the biggest
Machines in the history of mankind so that we can continue to walk through this light
Because we didn't see too much darkness
We didn't see too much sweat
We have been broken down and we ain't seen glory yet
They done gentrified all our neighborhoods then treat us like we ain't supposed to be around here
Cost of living got a motherfucka working two and three jobs mayne trying to survive around here
And We still getting plenty of dirty looks at the grocery store
At the restaurants at the donut shop at the gas station
They invaded our space running off the natives
Can't stand to see a **** with some legal paper and they all assume that it's drug money
And it could be but then it probably ain't cuz black folks really go hard in the paint
We better come together like the others do or be stuck for life wit no place to go
They be talking shit about letting em in the United States of lil Mexico
The borders open, the dope flowin they came to work and send money back
America don't give a fuck who win, long as they get in and they not black
The lowest man on the totem pole just the way they planned since them first boats
We gone have to stick and stand together cuz it's way deeper than your fucking votes
Quick to terrorize the brother man but let the other man transgressions the slide
Zimmerman walking and smiling with pride but you gone do life cuz yo girl caught his eye
Think wit yo mind and stay out yo feelings cuz 20 seconds get ya 20 plus
It's a win win situation for them when it's court and funerals for us
They tried to drown me tried to leave me in the dirt
But I swim with the sharks yeah and I came straight up out the mud
I won't stop til the wheels fall off
They tried to black ball me eight ball corner pocket back against the wall yeah
Now I'm crossed over head up damn right I stand tall
I won't stop til the wheels fall off yeah
(Remember) we got beat in the head
By mu fuckas with a sheet on they head
And you couldn't roll through certain parts in the dark without being laid up in the street dead
Want lunch but got nowhere to sit
You know that food was nasty as shit
No seasoning except for some spit
And you trying make sure we forget
They wanna to cancel history class and tried to tell my ass that my black life just don't matter
They Don't Want you woke they just want you to sleep serving the American way on a platter
They wanna dim your light take all your rights
Mad cause we took the statues down
So don't step to me with that racist shit or imma have to smack you down
I don't play that shit I'm that pro black **** -that whipped the massa with his whip
Spit in the white water fountain try to put me on a boat sunk the slave shit
If they rewrite history then so can I
The first black president was Karl Kani
Now how in the hell can you tell them lies when the people that lived it is still alive
They trying to bring jim crow back
Like it's Thursday on the throwback
Put everything black on a low jack
Trying putting progress on a rollback
The system ain't broken it was built like this
You get thrown in jail they run for president
Gotta deal with they laws deal with the beast
Of all my problems my people you should be the least
They tried to drown me tried to leave me in the dirt
But I swim with the sharks yeah and I came straight up out the mud
I won't stop til the wheels fall off
They tried to black ball me eight ball corner pocket back against the wall yeah
Now I'm crossed over head up damn right I stand tall
I won't stop til the wheels fall off yeah
They tried to drown me
But respect is everything So is love
Love as much as you want to breathe
Be angry with your friend
But understand there's a gift in him or her you need
And if any one of us is cut
Some of the blood will bleed
We will one day speed up time with no spiritual pressure
Just one sound mind
But not until we murder the slave mind and realize we're behind
See,peace is ours to have all actions will make us own in it
Not one day Not yesterday
Not tomorrow, but in this moment
Written by: James Westmoreland, Walter Grier