When We get Killed by the Cops

Our history did not begin in chains,

Yet that insanity is etched in our brains,

Despite our gains,

For every brother and sister that made it,

Thousands suffer in vain,

Old man told me only death will remove that stain,

This country was not designed to hear from us,

So, my whisper is too loud,

But as long as I have air in my lungs

I’ll be Black and Proud,

When we get killed by the cops

There is always a debate,

You say they were just following procedure,

That It isn’t hate,

But I spotted the racism at the starting gate,

You discuss our fate over the dinner plate,

A life sentence or a death sentence

Because of my color,

The pain that causes a Black mother

To kill her own child

Rather than watch him or her suffer

Through a life of slavery,

Yeah, that was back in the day,

But cops are still shooting me in the back 7 times,

And calling that bravery,

This is the anti-hate rhetoric

That the comfortable can’t stand,

Because being equal

Was never really a part of the plan,

When we are shot by the cops

Our humanity is picked apart,

Still regarded as an inferior race in these parts,

The right ensures certain laws

That don’t help our cause get a restart,

This is what not voting,

And inaction look like,

When the courts legally strip away your human rights,

But you were too busy watching two niggas fight

Over a chicken sandwich to notice…