Chorus:
Racial discrimination, homeland occupation, they preaching race separation, I'm bout 2 run out of patience.
I don't know what you want from me, I don't know what your two eyes see.
Chorus
Verse 1:
Damn how many times can I say it, hating another for the color of their skin, I hate it.
We all bleed red even though our skin a different color, we all somebody mother, father, sister, brother.
We all have to share this earth together, so it only makes sense to end discrimination to live better.
But unfortunately some think they're better, than others just because they're white they think they're more clever.
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Verse 2:
Where the love go? (where the love go) Where the love go?(where the love go) all I see is a bunch of haters in your circle.
You wanted me to do bad, (bad) stuck down and out no education no cash. (no cash)
It's time to make these bigots shut up, (say what), it's time to make these bigots shut up.
Let thee all feel the pain, let the world know their name, look in the mirror if you wanna see who's to blame.
Bridge:
Wanna see who's the blame?
(Who's the blame?)
Does this person have a name?
(Do they have a name?)
Why can't it all be?
(Like what?)
Love, like the bible says it should be?
(I don't know)
I don't really know...
(What don't you know?)
How far this will go...
(What do you mean by how far it will go?) But I can say...
(What you gotta say?)
On these shoulders Imma hold this weight.
Verse 3:
They call us everything in the book, and we gotta look the other way, disrespectful when they talk, disrespectful with what they say.
I'm not less than a man cause my skin's melonated, I'm black and I'm proud, white supremacist hate it.
We're all the same people, stop trying to separate us, every morning that is the mission for racists.
Every morning that is the mission for racists? Yes they discriminate on others with no basis.
Wait hold up what now, you want me to call down, you want me to bend knee, to repent and fall down.
Nope, I don't think so, drop em like plinko, don't make me go Bruce Willis and grab the quattro cinco.
(Wooh) bout to drop a bomb on these boys, (boom boom boom) that's me with the noise.
I don't understand why we're not equal, it's simple to me, we're all God's people.
But you still want me in the fire, but I still see the hate in your eyes, Imma fall down to my knees and scream to God and ask him why?