Young Wood - I Have a Dream Lyrics

You got the rich getting richer
You got the poorer poorer
& They expecting Drug dealing not to have an allure
They feed us processed food
They feed the pigs manure... it's all shit
They getting wealthy while we dying in sewers
If one man stand up...
They shoot him dead in the head
From politics to presidents
They all the #KluKluxKlan
Today we scream Illuminati
Our parents called him the man
Slave shipping cotton picking now we stuck in They land
Yea we taking over slowly from rap sports to dance
But we still entertaining the Man holding the plans
He whispers get yo money
While He cash an advance
Meanwhile He got the whole world tight in His hands
They plotted on our division with the CIA
While Gloria (#Steinem) had our women all running in place
A Black Messiah They all feared might loosen our chains
So They killed our favorite Christian & made him into a day

The #WarOnDrugs was orchestrated to keep them holding the reigns
You start to rise They yanking tight
Till you're breathing in pain
Locked in a cell with four walls to your name
While they raping our women and try to bleach out our race
Jada Pinkett tell the truth & They throw dirt on her name
She ain't play you one lie
But I guess the Truth is a game
A #MoneyGame debt chains & taxes bleeding your worth
It's like being Black is both a #GiftAndACurse
You got the all mighty dollar
You got The Almighty Allah
The lion that devours
The water spout that empowers
You got the great deceiver
You got The Great Reliever
But the truth never matters when you controlling the media
You see #BlackOnTheScreen
You see #BlackInYourDreams
You see #BlackInTheStreets
You see #BlackAndYouScream
But I'm #Black
So what's that
Should I flee from the scene
Should I hide my face
Tuck down in a corner & lean

And if I had to watch my enemy grow up before my eyes
I'd probably watch #RealEyesRealizeRealLies
Because ain't no way in hell I'd let him help meet my demise
I'd probably try to kill him before he even was alive
If he survived
And then thrived
And continued to multiply
I'd feed him a slow poison to weaken without surprise
Because then he'd notice
Or I'd wrench my hands up tight
Closed around his neck, less the next things to try
If he paired with his brother & brought to me my worst Thriller
I'd then label him a #murder
A #killer
I'd destroy his women
His heart, his pillar
I'd collapse his whole existence
Obliterate with a tremor
If he then sought to shed light on his past
I'd make it dimmer
I'd stay just out of his eyesight like a glimmer in the mirror
I'd kill him from afar so my horns were never clearer
Less then I'd have to watch #RealEyes become realer