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Rap - Hip Hop | Carson, California, United States
Total Song Plays: 13   
Member Since: 2015
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   Sounds Like: Jay Z, Eminem, and Nas

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Song Description

Protest through music to reflect justice.

Story Behind the Song

I was frustrated with the death of Eric Garner, along the deaths of many other black men and women happening in our society because of police brutality.



Verse 1:

It so hard to believe in justice,
We living in a world where they don't trust us,
Don't touch us, face to the ground,
Bullet through the crown, a king dies in our town,
Hear the sound of the people,
The evil, of men's ego, fuck the eagle amigo,
I'm here legal, they don't care,
They pulling guns on motha fuckas everywhere,
It's so much pain in our hearts,
Life leaves it's mark, the price of being dark,
Ohio death in the park,
San Fran. got damn, Oscar Grant, BART,
When did it start, or where does it end,
Born to die, or sent to the pen,
A little sip of the juice and gin,
Ain't going to stop all these hits to the chin.

Verse 2:

What am I suppose to tell the youth,
When they got they hands up yelling don't shot,
But truth be told, young or old,
Our black blood flow through America's soul,
We cleaned the clothes, and the homes of the slave givers,
Down the road, treated like the same niggas,
They lynch us in different ways, to many chains,
Like Isaac Hayes, no eyes are raised, on a child's grave,
Brave, still got to be,
Tears in my heart, no one can see,
Black life, America's sad poetry,
But you still won't notice me,
Got high esteem for our arts,
Black man bear his soul, but can't get a part,
We target practice, history gone backwards,
Why you think Ali dropped Cassius.

Verse 3:

Wish I could exaggerate the truth,
We cut the tree, but we still hang the noose,
Racism ain't dead, it's in the root,
How do we trust a badge and boots,
We loot, rob, steal, kill,
Ain't the only ones who do it in between meals,
We ain't the only ones who do it when the blood spills,
You do it legally so officer please chill,
But no indictment,
So don't be mad when my people out here riot,
We been quite, with Trayvon,
Zimmerman is free that's the planet we live on,
Eric Garner gone, Radio Raheemed him,
Caught on tape, how they chocked and then he leaned on him,
I Can't Breathe is what my people want to scream on them,
They killed King, how am I suppose to dream on them.

Written by: Charles Joshua Brown aka Cahlaj.

Song Length
Rap - Hip Hop, Spoken Word - Poetry
Tempo / Feel
Medium Slow (91 - 110)
Lead Vocal
Male Vocal
Moving, Mad

Subject Matter
Justice, Frustration

Similar Artist
Jay Z, Nas, Eminem

Lyric Credits Charles Brown
Music Credits Flawless Tracks
Producer Credits Tone P