Red Pill

Red Pill - All of Us lyrics

rate me

If they gonna look like me

They would never get killed

And the prosecutors of mine

Cause the pressing is real

From the one that amended that deal

Back on plantation all gonna be skipped to white folks

Human nature ‘s obviously got balanced on tat typo

Said I was in the system of hate

The consequence of the hatred we still feeling today

That little bit of privilege that set us

And though she knows it’s humanity

She calls it insanity

Could ever seem to justify

The sick and disgusting life

That keeps us all from seeing

What would happen if he undermines

This fucking system that we live in

Pushin’ us in subdivions

Keeping all directions pointed

If they aren’t appointed

And those who exploit us

How much longer could they afford it?

All of us got to love

All of us got to plead

It isn’t what happens with both

What do you see?

All of us wanna live

And all of us wanna preach

Al of us wanna grow

So where the fuck do we go?

I hope this fire burns brighter

Now I’m fighting

But it’s bright enough

I hope those can preach high enough

Those can preach high enough

Cops killin’ childen

Murderers makin’ millions

I dare this feeling

They made a villain of Michael Brown

And he died for it

Also he killed a kid

And he wasn’t tried for it

Got to ask

What if it happened to you?

What if that was your son?

What would you imagine to do?

I think this sick shit here is

Why white people see a black mother cryin’

And it doesn’t make you feel about their kids

What people want is to be allowed the myth

Americans told black people that their lives are full of shit

And I’m sick of hearing people trying to justify

Shut your fucking mouth

The cop and prosecutor lying

This system was designed for drawn lines

Black and white cops and robbers

Can’t see it?

You’re blind

Being silent, you’re a complice

Violence and sickness

Put yourself and someone will fuckin’ shoot you

All of us got to love

All of us got to plead

It isn’t what happens with both

What do you see?

All of us wanna live

And all of us wanna preach

Al of us wanna grow

So where the fuck do we go?

I hope this fire burns brighter

Now I’m fighting

But it’s bright enough

I hope those can preach high enough

Those can preach high enough

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