Somebody Wake me I’m dreaming I hear the past screaming
Inside my head it’s the Malcom’s Martin’s and Medgar’s in my head .
They want to know why we haven’t slept in the bed that they laid out
Why in this maze of equality we haven’t found away out I’m telling
Them it was the crack and everything else laid out to destroy what was
Black and proud They reply excuses don’t use the crack as a shroud
Our people have gotten lazy and content Yes I say but allow me to vent
No is replied you need to repent the war on drugs is ugly but we have become to
Obsessed with money and jewels we forgot how far we have to go and how much we have to lose. Please I shout this is not in something we get to chose our obsession with the finer things are because we are born with minor things or nothing at all parents and grandparents are tired and haven’t taught us to brawl to the top with a point our lives are based on coming up out the projects now new leaders have we chosen to anoint then we point the finger at you, you know what you must do and nothing has been done
I know I have failed No you haven’t my son speak freely live proud tell the word
To the people help remove the shroud of ignorance But how when I’m as guilty
Consider it a way to find penance and don’t despair we were all like you
Scared and didn’t know what to do. We won’t tell you your task or your next move
Just enjoy your journey we put you on the path so finally our people can be
Free at last I drop to one knee and begin to cry and whisper a simple reply
Yes I can they say it is the truth if we helped make progress then you can
Too if you believe in you and we do.
Inside my head it’s the Malcom’s Martin’s and Medgar’s in my head .
They want to know why we haven’t slept in the bed that they laid out
Why in this maze of equality we haven’t found away out I’m telling
Them it was the crack and everything else laid out to destroy what was
Black and proud They reply excuses don’t use the crack as a shroud
Our people have gotten lazy and content Yes I say but allow me to vent
No is replied you need to repent the war on drugs is ugly but we have become to
Obsessed with money and jewels we forgot how far we have to go and how much we have to lose. Please I shout this is not in something we get to chose our obsession with the finer things are because we are born with minor things or nothing at all parents and grandparents are tired and haven’t taught us to brawl to the top with a point our lives are based on coming up out the projects now new leaders have we chosen to anoint then we point the finger at you, you know what you must do and nothing has been done
I know I have failed No you haven’t my son speak freely live proud tell the word
To the people help remove the shroud of ignorance But how when I’m as guilty
Consider it a way to find penance and don’t despair we were all like you
Scared and didn’t know what to do. We won’t tell you your task or your next move
Just enjoy your journey we put you on the path so finally our people can be
Free at last I drop to one knee and begin to cry and whisper a simple reply
Yes I can they say it is the truth if we helped make progress then you can
Too if you believe in you and we do.
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