Racism Acapella
Verse 1:
Yeah
I work man
You couldn’t imagine the dirt
And the hurt when you get cursed from they face man
It’s in your presence you don’t have to say it
Look at you, you looking down, that ain’t the way to play it
No respect here, my kindness is taken into neglect yeah
Searching deep, don’t know how my ancestors survived there
No pride there, suppose they were just used to it
Look at politics, government be like “Let the troops do it.” (Talk to ‘em)
I know. Things ain’t even right in our own home
Looking to the sky ain’t even considered holy
Can’t let all of this hate take hold of me
Like towards the president coincides, what pops told me
Far from perfect comes with the civics
Everyone’s a critic a shame how easy it is to say Obama did it
What he did right and wrong is another discussion
The hate cause of his skin color is what I fuss with
That’s what he faced, what pops faced what I faced
Doesn’t matter if I gangbang or tie my shoelace
That little sideways smirk y’all do is two-faced
Our scars are all pink I see with my own face
Uh, take it how you wanna take it
It’s all black and white to you, it’s more than that, I take it
It’s not reminiscing if the past isn’t yet behind us
But I know what to do for now, put it all behind us
Cut your blinders and...