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Standing Still


When you can sit in my face and can tell me lies

Wondering why the sound of the voiceless cris

Al becaus of your nefarios ties

And you expect my chld to look to the skies

How in the world can  stand there

 

When the bullet of a gun wich has no eyes

Is fired from the barrel of a racist eyes

To only hit a boy who later dies

Yet he sits their for 4.5

But yet justice in this country

This is what flies

How in the world can you stand there

 

When its black on black it's all but try it

When it's white on black its lets beat th streets and lets riot

See we're standing here standing still

Waiting for the next Emmet Till

How in the world can you stand ther

 

How in the world can you stand there

When Zimmerman who took the life of another man is a free man

Who just so happeneds to be black man

What is going on man

How can you stand there

 

When the law keeper

Is the one whose own law in which can't be kept

We have a boy that goes down by the name of Mike Brown

But yet again Wilson is allowed too walk on his own will son

Why a mother has to fight against her will and bury her son

 

 

 

 

 
 
 
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