They wanna bury me, I'm worried, I'm losin' my mind
Look down the barrel of my nine and my vision's blurry
Fallin' to pieces, am I guilty? I pray to the Lord
But he ignores me unfortunately 'cause I'm guilty
Nowhere to run I'm in terror and no one cares
A closed casket at my funeral and no one's there
Is there a future for a killer? I change my ways
But still that don't promise me the next day
They killed me.
They give the Black Population hope through smoke and mirror heroes. False Idols.
They build them up, fighting for civil rights, fighting for equality. They raise their heroes up, and just as quick, tear them down along with the hope of a better tomorrow for the black man.
Over, and over, and over again.
Until, we don't ask anymore. WE asked ten years ago.
The world is so fucked up. It's going to take a long time to heal.
understood, but think about all their false idols being fed to them, and then taken away. over and over again. MLK jr, Macolm X,…
that's the terms I am thinking in.
The Phoenix arises
very true, very true. I am in one of those moods today where I am thinking way outside the box and in esoteric terms. The green is good and the coffee is as well..Idk anon, I just feel lost and alone. Just angry at the world today.