Amerikkka
I pledge allegiance to the flag of the United States of AmeriKKKa
A.M.E.R.I.K.K.K.A
I CANT BREATHE
Your knee is crushing my windpipe making it hard to utter a single word
Being a black man in Amerikkka is like being in an open cage but still bound... by lock and key
These chains aren’t broken
We’re no longer slaves to the whip but slaves to the mind
They say we’re free
They say we’re “Equal”
But why is the pigment of our skin looked upon as an untamed beast of the wild
My hands are up don’t shoot
I reach for my wallet
3 officers unload the whole clip
POP... POP...POP
There’s 15 rounds in a clip
That’s 45 bullets that pierce my body all because the color of my skin was perceived as a threat
I’m tired of walking down the street passing a white couple where the white women clutches her purse in one arm with dear life like I’m really worried about the contents of her possession while the other holds on to her husband in search of safety Where I get that awkward smile by the white man you know what I mean where they press the little strips of paper ass lips together and do that little nod basically saying why is this Nigger talking to me but try to be polite
Why do u believe I am a threat because your great great grandfather raped Africa dry of its people whipped my ancestors and stripped the of f their identity
That’s just your troubled mind thinking we’re in search for vengeance but in reality we just want peace
Peace from trigger happy cops where they think it’s a means to an ends when they kill another unarmed black man or women
There’s too many cases of Trayvons
Breonna Taylor’s, Dijon Kizzie’s
Don’t be silent....Shout
Don’t retreat... Fight back
What’s it gonna take for us to remove the wool from our eyes that things will change
Living in a corrupt capitalistic system where we don’t matter
We need to tear down the system that holds us captive to be reborn
Reborn as a Phoenix and rise.... rise to be
One!
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