Green Sally
Banji
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Now can we take it back, to a place we called the mother land We was planting seeds, killing weeds, not another man And my new, generation please tell me where you stand Is it between hell and heaven? or your white uncle Sam Cause I never knew rolled God rolled in a rubber band Hold up, wait a min, can you say that once again? Have you ever seen God rolled in a rubber band? Our people praising money signify the lack of cents We should be circulating each and every dollar spent We should monetizing anything that we invent We should be owning property no value when we rent Our wealthy economic disposition, no it don't exist, I tried to be king, now I'm turning Malcolm X I'm waking up my people ain't no time for us to rest My king's and my queens don't get caught up trying to flex Say his name, George Flloyd, let us all protest We got 50 shades of Black, but they still bleed red Whether gay or straight, bet you still be dead It's a new day, let yo mind be fed Even Jesus sat with the Pharisees and still broke bread Put yo put yo put yo fist up Get you hands high Put yo put yo put yo fist up Get yo hands high We be yellin' yellin' don't shoot Keep yo hands high We some we some we some Black Gods No we don't die See they would beat us with our backs out, til we blacked out Reason why we keep the strap out, Blow yah back out Now we under every street light, it's a black out See the streets on fire, uh oh, no more cash out All Juneteenth We'll be power marching like Soweto In the name of Lauryn Hill Just let it echo through the ghetto! Revolution, never shutting up, never settle Cut the noose, get the shovel, dig a grave for every Devil Asking who what when where how but never why So when we loot and burn shit down they wonder why Being poor 500 years is the reply Yeah we tried to come in peace Now it's time to come and fight, hands high We got 50 shades of black, but they still bleed red Whether gay or straight, bet you still be dead It's a new day, let your mind be fed Even Jesus sat with Pharisees and still broke bread Now this may be the realist shit you ever heard a Trans Spit Transcribe from my memory, call me a SanDisk How come I be spitting knowledge but you reprimand it How we making up the table but you say I can't sit? This is for my Black Sis, n my cis brethren Screaming Black Lives Matter, like a church reverend We can never be saved if you never let us in Its a fallacy, got to change the narrative See the bigotry is nothing new to Me And just because I'm light skin, You think I got immunity? How the hell you want equality but tell me who to be? Lack emotional intelligence, I hear it in your speech, think about it We got 50 shades of black, but they still bleed red Whether gay or straight, bet you still be dead It's a new day, let your mind be fed Even Jesus sat with the Pharisees n still broke bread Put yo put yo put yo fist up get you hands high Put yo put yo put yo fist up Get yo hands high We be yellin' yellin' don't shoot Keep yo hands high We some we some we some black gods No we don't die
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