1000 bodies
It's a long way down ... When your heart sinks to your pit and your pit submerges into hell where it starts to dwell..
1000 bodies over this God blessed land we call amerikkka.. Much more than just blood shed , we wear the abandoned crowns of our ancestors upon our heads , to only use the blood our brothas and sistas bleed as warrior markings on our faces .. Every time we're shot dead
Revolution.
1000 bodies that have been sent home but their names won't die alone we walk the Trails of their mothers tears.. Fear? We have none.
Hold my hand .. It's a long way down , down 6ft deep & every time they bury one of us , a piece of me is torn from my soul and lies with them .. No time to weep , I'll leave that to the demons when we defeat this evilness..
1000 bodies , 1001 just got sent in the mail , 1002 in my TV , 1003 in the papers , 1004 in my front yard .. Maybe I'm crazy but I see ghost in the streets , angels to protect.. Went from black bums to Gods Solider like Michael and Gabriel delivering messages through Hashtaging their Names.. We gone be alright
I feel constant hands gripping my ankles or is it these shackles amerikkka birth me to.. Mamas womb confined to cotton fields .. Made me the product of systematic genocide , to amerikkka it's not seen as a homicide so don't get mad when we ride by... Drive by..
My chest burns at the site of a police badge , white kids scared to drive due to fear of not knowing how ... Black kids scared to drive due to fear of never returning home again ..
We throw up gang signs & stock up on ammo to protect our loved ones from crooked cops .. Then the Government put drugs into our communities now we killing each other and on the other end screaming
"as-salamu alaykum"
1000 bodies I hope you feel that weight on you everyday of your life , I hope it haunts your people like it does mine..
Bottom of the river blues ... Taste their flesh as you swim in our lake of sorrow .. You don't know what it's like to be Afro American ..
This countries true colors shows through a smith and Wesson barrel .. Learn the lesson & you can still be hit will a glock 22 ... & when they aim , they shoot .. And when they shoot they kill , Now shit just got real.
History lies written in context , fooling all these eyes places within the pages it's laid .. History tells what it wants to tell if a white man says it's true ..
but black history didn't start in corn fields ..
1000 bodies marching , feet moving like thunder rolling through clouds , heart beating like drums .. We keep going because we know that no matter how painful it is ..black is still beautiful
Portraits that degrade us , 1000 of the bodies they sent upon slave ships & we're the savages ? They break women down and beat the men so they'd feel superior .. And we're barbarians ?
1000 bodies painted into the jaws of our mouths , 1000 bodies we internalize ..these 1000 bodies are the craters of the moon , the ray of the sun , the wind to your cheek & the names on as tomb
Will we see peace ? .. We have to seek it to achieve ..
Hold my hand ...it's a long way down from here ..
My fist is the cave where the white mans heart never was , they just use it for hate .. We use it for power , they use it to punch us in the face , we use it for justice , they use it to give them another reason to pull a trigger ..
If you ask me ..the real criminals are in your text books , imprinted as good into thousands of children's head..
but what about the part where they brutality sodomized black women mentally & physically , what about the lynching parties they had & how my brothas flesh burning was their barbecue ..
1000 bodies won't get to see justice.. 1000 bodies that give us even more reason to fight .. 1000 more tears we cry , 1000 more caskets , 1000 more stories that'll go untold ..
We are them , they are us ..
