[Verse 1: Common]

Here we go, here, here we go again

Trayvon'll never get to be an older man

Black children, they childhood stole from them

Robbed of our names and our language, stole again

Who stole the soul from black folk?

Same man that stole the land from Chief Black Smoke

And made the whip crackle on our back slow

And made us go through the back door

And raffle black bodies on the slave blocks

Now we slave to the blocks, on 'em we spray shots

Leaving our own to lay in a box

Black mother's stomachs stay in a knot

We kill each other, it's part of the plot

I wish the hating will stop (war)

And the battle with us

I know that Black lives matter and they matter to us

These are the things we gotta discuss

The new plantation, mass incarceration

Instead of educate, they'd rather convict the kids

As dirty as the water in Flint, the system is

Is it a felony or a misdemeanor?

Maria Sharapova making more than Serena

It took Viola Davis to say this

The roles of the help and the gangsters is really all they gave us

We need Avas, Ta-Nehisis, and Cory Bookers

The salt of the Earth to get us off of sugar

And greasy foods

I don't believe the news or radio, stereotypes we refuse

Brainwashed in the cycle to spin

We write our own story, black America again



[Sample: James Brown]

You know... One way of solving a lot of problems that we've got is lettin' a person feel that they're important and a man can't get himself together until he knows who he is and be proud of what and who he is, and where he come from, and where he come from