Death is taking over this world.
People roaming the streets trying to be heard,
Over the gunshots the riddle the skies
Following down and taking lives
Innocents and victems alike
People are dying
And yet people are trying
to raise the bar and kill some more
They care not how it looks
Only how the feel
“People better be happy that blacks want justice and not revenge”
And there is someone laying in their own piss and blood
Someone who had loved
Is now dead
Is this your idea of peace
Of walking to protest the lives of those you would otherwise condemn.
Killed for the wrong reasons bit still dead
Any other time many would be calling for his head
Wishing he was dead
But now there is an uproar
Now it is a sin
What he did is over turned, no longer matters cause you are one with him.
Sharing in his black skin
Is this all you know of peace
Walking the street and over dead bodies of those who helped you breathe.
Why hate and cry thar reverse racism isn’t a thing
When you go around and killing in races names
Die! DIE! JUST FUCKING DIE!
You taunt as they lay
You don’t care
Just want to march another day.
Forget what others say
How privileges reach everyone
Yes there are those who hate you for who you date
For your race
But do you honestly think things will change
When you kill people to reach such fame
Dead and dying
So many crying
Feast on their tears
It’s what the deserve
For what their ancestors did.