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your hands must have once tapped to the beats of Ray Charles, Beyonce, or perhaps Kanye.
If pandemonium had a soundtrack this would be it
Chaos Chaos we all cry out
We can't sleep
We can't breathe
Hands up don't shoot
Only together can we make a new type of soundtrack
The sound of peace
Beat cause I'm black in America.
I endure racism,
Self-hate,
Oppression,
Misconception and devised plans,
I lack introspection and revised plans,
So I strum to the beat of the white man.
Laid to rest by a dishonest hand,
that day we lost another man
from life and struggles that we face
Are we one?
It's hopeless I know this devoid of devotion.
So tired of the maddness and sick of emotions dividing the classes and poisoning the masses.
So I'm strictly devoted.
2 score and 6 years ago,
One man tried to make a difference
He told the community that
"I have a Dream"
They responded by shooting him.
Just last year a boy in a hood
Heavy as a feather on our backs
One race's guilt towards another
Hundreds locked up, a nation in arms
I run
I scream
I have visions of pain flash through my mind
Visions of my blood flowing out of my body
And onto my white T-Shirt
Now stained with red
Not a spot on my shirt is white anymore
