i'm sorry, we did all that we could
but he didn't make it...
cause of death -
no value placed on his life.
we sing, we hold hands, we pray, we sing...
we shall overcome...
the time to overcome done overcame and is overtaking
while the UNDERtakers are seeing GREEN...
RED blood spills from BLACK and BROWN bodies OVER and OVER...
victims of law and DISorder...
the criminal INjustice system sets free
the hoodless trigger-happy murderers who
stand THEIR ground...
GET ON THE GROUND!
hands behind your head while I shoot you in the back...
call for backup!
hold UP!
turn down that thug music
i can't hear myself think...
those thoughts that say to me that your brown skin
your rhythmic beats
your boys in the hood swagger
are threatening me...
my manHOOD...
GUNSHOT!
WHITENOISE...
