weaintblack
On the good ship, Jesus
Lord please, it was four-score
Seven more Hells kitch' at Heaven's door
Moors can tell the tale of when our bodies hit the seas
Truth before strange fruit swung vertically from that poplar tree
Before Socrates, please, allow me just a minute of your time
As I die-sect the fuckin' legacy of niggas, spades, pickaninnies
Jiggaboos, and coons, spearchuckers, nigga-lovers love a niggga
So who's black when black was just a social construct?
The foundations for plantation labor - the birth of a nation
Facing itself to gain wealth

Race was created, but God shaped it
As sacred, then y'all named it as hatred
Wait a minute! mulatto tinted mixing pigment
With Massa, seed scattered, that's why
Black Lives don't Matter
Nigga, I am 'WE'
I tell my daughters and my son
You see a race is just some shit that you run
#weaintblack

Our brothers, fathers, mothers, daughters
Crossed waters, lose name, seeded old world order
Wrought by a hollow-cost, cost (cost)
Less than some quarters and since we couldn't go back
They called us 'Black', the only cure for hardened slaughter
Hollas is tomorrow, our African roots are fragments
Restrain past tense, masked accent so our brothers
From the Motherland see us as carbon copies
Is my Kemet, pigment, IGNT? [Ignorant]
Sloppy sex machine, milk cocky
Black and negro replaced Godly melanotic body
One drop of sun semen turned the skin brown
Raised in the south: get down, get down
I'm indigenous X, on blood, ground, not an antonym
For white, when my darkness growls loud but why
You never hear James (Brown) say he black and proud?