Theh!vem!nd - Black Lyrics

Black is the color of the so called enemy
We say Rest In Peace
To those who have fallen at the hands of the white man
Gave a brother no chance
Showing you both hands
Black skin triggers the trigger
"Well, I felt threatened!" Huh, figures
The news on the air using air to spread lies
But the black man barely breathing begging for his life
Black, on black, on black, on black
Can I get black with that? Imma come back to that
Invented culture, but can you handle that?
Handle the hands that clap the feet that dance
See the value so you steal and give no credit back
So hell naw, you can't get no f*cking black with that
But we see it brings joy, that's that black effect
That black Patek, we on top, but we know where we at
Yeah, yeah, yeah

Kings and Queens
Beautiful Black royalty
When they see us they don't believe
How great Black excellence can be
Kings and Queens
Beautiful Black royalty
When they see us they don't believe
How great Black excellence can be
(Hands up, don't shoot!)
Kings and Queens
Beautiful Black royalty
When they see us they don't believe
How great Black excellence can be
(Hands up, don't shoot!)
Kings and Queens
Beautiful Black royalty
When they see us they don't believe
How great Black excellence can be
(Hands up, don't shoot!)

Tear gas on my timeline got me hot
I wish that all the senseless shit would stop
Protest march when peace of mind is robbed
Seems to me we're always at a loss
Semi-automatic weapons leaving lungs of loved ones breathless is the reason why I'm Spittin over SM57's
Don't you get it? If we don't repeat the message then it's back to effervescence and the Venom never stops
Don't you get it? If we don't repeat the message we go back prior methods and the Bleeding never stops
Check the record! They only listen when we burn the stores down
Heard they locked one cop, a few more now
Won't stop 'til all of MPD tore down
And they know we ain't afraid to bust the doors down
This is real even if it's not your town
This is real

Ahmaud Arbery, Breonna Taylor, George Floyd
Know their names, don't let them drift into the void
Of those forgotten and of those we simply don't know
How many more Emmett Tills must this country show
Before we root out all the weeds of this rotting flower field we call America?
This isn't the land of the free
This is the land of the white stand tall over black on bended knee
It seems as though animus was sewn into the Stars and Stripes themselves
A facade, and the mask is falling off
When you're black you can neither comply nor stay back and keep your distance
When those with a badge and a gun narrate a fabricated explanation of your decisions
So once again I ask you
Where is the resistance?
Where is the resistance?