WWIII (All Eyes on Me)

If we're shooting cops
Than how do we choose who we're shooting
Should we pick them at random bust in their house and keep moving
Should we stereotype them based on their color of skin
Maybe put some names on a board and throw darts at that shit

Should we make it a game and go cry at their funerals
Then laugh 'cause we know no responsibility's imputable

Screams immutable
Like nails on chalk boards
Can your mother sleep at night
You know what you're fighting for

You know how it feels to be body down
With a knee in your neck
And wonder why we're so angry
Examine the disrespect

First it was Trayvon (Martin)
Then it was Steve Reed
Sandra Bland's death put a curse on our news feeds
Saw that shit every couple of weeks for like five summers
And y'all got the nerve to act like you're afraid of us

We came here slaves
Couldn't participate
Gave us the worst of the worst
And told us to integrate

Anything you love
Came with our struggle
But we get no love
So we stay in our bubble

That bubble's 'bout to pop
And it might be machine guns
Might start a race war
And damn-it if we won

We become... you

That's why you're shooting at us
Rather than healing the wound
You just keep beating at us
Keeping us blind and degraded
Feels like skeeting practice
Feels like a trap to do anything and it's wreaking havoc

Fuck going back now
We've birthed generations
Ya'll want peace? Hurry and give us our reparations
While you're at it, toss some of that money at reservations
Y'all got bread for pandemics
Where's our paper

Where's our education and mental health services
Red lines still exist to keep us from nourishment
Red lines still form a river on my street
Y'all call it America but it feels like Germany

World War III

What goes around comes around
When the heavens come down
And I pray my soul to keep
All Eyes On Me

What goes around comes around
When heaven comes down
And I pray to God my soul to keep

All Eyes On Me

I'm not 'bout this killing business
I grew up in church Christian
If you're listen my intention's

To illustrate my justified hate
For a system that demonstrates
No wisdom
Puts holes in children
And got us singing

Ooh la la la
That's the way that it is when you're black in these streets
Don't break the law
If you do or you don't
You may never be free
Ooh la la la la la la la la la la la

I've got a brand new story to televise
Young black and beautiful baby that never cries
Powerful enough to put love in the Devil's eyes
Tell him there's a hole
Now kindly go back inside
So we can get back to living a truly amazing life
If you cannot cooperate
I'mma pull my device
That levels the playing field
And could give you wings if you'd like
Or we can work together connect with the good inside
Tell me what truly works and I will kindly oblige
Give me anything that I've actually never tried
Remind that I'm beautiful tell me that I can fly
Tell me my heart is worth the emotional stress at night
Prove to me we're country that's not about genocide
I'll give you my life
Just promise one thing
I make it home tonight

What goes around comes around when heaven comes down
And I pray my soul to keep
All eyes on me
All eyes on me

What goes around comes around
When heaven comes down
And I pray to God my soul to keep
All eyes on me
All eyes on me

What goes around comes around when heaven comes down
And I pray my soul to keep
All eyes on me
All eyes on me



Credits
Writer(s): Sheldon Botler
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