Speaking in color

I catch my people walking through lines , to read what's in between the white mans lies.

This morning the world had a gun pointed to a piece of metal , pulled the trigger , and the people rickashey like a moth to a flame.

Shoot me with my hands up, kill me when im down , with my roots as strong as your bullets piercing my crown. I come from Negus but I aint no nigga i'm just speaking in color.

Speaking In pain, my heart aches like c-sections birthing dead babies.

You'll never know what it's like to drag your brother out of a cold war and then being too torn to clean up the battlefield that it's made of you.

At that very moment my heartbeat sounded like gun shells tripping over battered cement.

Run for freedom were the words of the past , now Im walking the blocks hand in hand with my brothers and sisters.

This aint a riot but thats what they call it. We just freedom chasers against the rascist haters. In the middle of a battlefield sprayed in black and white.

Killing negativity from left to right , I shot him in the head with knowledge , pride his heart open and smothered it with world peace, pushed in his knee cap with pride.

This is a peaceful protest.

They spill our blood we spill their brains with power. Black power. We'll throw them in a cell for their ignorance and cover up their death with our peace.

We've been pushed to our breaking point but we shall never break . Only beat threw the black and white . We're not crazy we're just speaking in color.

- written in collaboration with my fellow NWN member a.k.a "slimshady"