Black Cat

They say it's bad luck if a black cat crosses your path.
But you see it's bad luck for the cat if a pig interrupts his.
I'mma tell you a little story.

I'm a Black cat
That's gonna cross your path
I got places to be
Go on and let me pass

These badges they got me blue
They want a reason to shoot
Can't get from under their blood stained boot
The problems start at the root

We got the president
He just ain't doing things right
He'd rather start a war
Than stop pigs taking a life

We got commissioners
They let the kkk slide
Got black men hanging from trees
Say lynchings just suicide

They dress in uniform white
Just like a ghost in the night
They left a cross burning bright
But there were no cops in sight

America why won't you behave?
America Lord, have you no shame
Stand with us and live up to your name

They got the streets running red
They're aiming right for the head
Ain't here to serve or protect
They don't deserve our respect



Credits
Writer(s): Alexander Torres
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