Revolution
There's cities and blocks in his head at night
Filled with neighborhoods that don't look right
It's like a party everyone else is already at
People up at open mic, In the streets, they aren't safe
filled with words and rhymes that only spew hate
Filled with fear in their own head and their hands only shake
Hear their voices as they narrarate their fate
He became the constraints of American policy
Looking for apolgies. Ha American responabiliy
Amerian soil soaked in dishonesty Blood sweat and tears? Give me a break
Not only did you break our hands and families
You stole lives, american history reshapes their role
that narrates that blacks had some control
Translates into displaced families looking for possibilities that turn to causalities
America was hooked like a junkie it need to thrive
Sedate its self to reinstate its irony in the world
American dream costume
Full scheme included for only a slaves life
Whites who already took rights but nothing else to fight
Rights you think they lack because they be black
America are you smoking crack?
Rights are rights wrongs is wrong
Get ready for a lifelong battle of uncomfortable conversations
Get ready america its time for the 22nd revolution
And I think this is the solution