American Elegy
A man and his son
Looking out the window
Staring at a man on a run
Start jumping to conclusions
Get the truck runnin
Run him down son
Grab the double barrel shotgun and start shooting
The color of his skin is a god given sin
So killing black men they defend is intended
A father and his kid
Georgia born kin
Ancestors klansmen
So are their descendants
They caught a tiger by the toe
At the end of the road
They got him beggin and pleadin
But still they won't let him go
Live streaming saw him screaming
At the end of his life
But fucking pigs let it slide
Because his killers were white
Deep in the south this type of shit runs rampant
Would've got away with it if it wasn't for the camera
Two months no arrests
Took the world watching
No justice for Ahmaud
And these apples all rotten
Do you think they'd learn if their precinct was burned
Down to the ground
A little trouble turned to rubble
Fuck the police
Are you proud of yourselves
Riots on the street where the officer knelt
St Paul Minneapolis
The Twin Cities bleed
People all across the country
Chanting I can't breathe
Minnesota war zone
Troopers and the guard
Marching on the people
Dressed in military garb
MRAPS and body armor
Smoke grenades and flash bangs
Helicopters flying low
Motherfucking army tanks
Pigs arresting black reporters live on TV
Shooting rubber at the press
For the whole world to see
But tear gas can't match the pain in people's eyes
Gasping and choking just reminds of how he died
Left with no voice
We're left with no choice
Feels like screaming in a void
Say his name
George Floyd
Same shit different day
It's the middle of the night
Breonna Taylor and her boyfriend lie in bed sleeping tight
No knock warrant for the wrong fuckin house
Plain clothes cops kick the front door down
So he fires on intruders but they label him a shooter
They shoot her eight times but they charge him with the crimes
Meanwhile dude they lookin for in jail doin time
And now so's the boyfriend who was trying to save her life
It's all about the money, that green dollar bill
Police protect the commerce while the people get killed
We gotta be vigilant
We gotta be diligent
Provocateurs work amongst the crowd to get the killin lit
Light em up
Light em up
They fire on the citizens
Keep it up, we'll fire back
When will all the killing end
Civil war looming
They don't treat us like we're human
The battle's just begun
Tonight we burnin' and a'lootin
Looking out the window
Staring at a man on a run
Start jumping to conclusions
Get the truck runnin
Run him down son
Grab the double barrel shotgun and start shooting
The color of his skin is a god given sin
So killing black men they defend is intended
A father and his kid
Georgia born kin
Ancestors klansmen
So are their descendants
They caught a tiger by the toe
At the end of the road
They got him beggin and pleadin
But still they won't let him go
Live streaming saw him screaming
At the end of his life
But fucking pigs let it slide
Because his killers were white
Deep in the south this type of shit runs rampant
Would've got away with it if it wasn't for the camera
Two months no arrests
Took the world watching
No justice for Ahmaud
And these apples all rotten
Do you think they'd learn if their precinct was burned
Down to the ground
A little trouble turned to rubble
Fuck the police
Are you proud of yourselves
Riots on the street where the officer knelt
St Paul Minneapolis
The Twin Cities bleed
People all across the country
Chanting I can't breathe
Minnesota war zone
Troopers and the guard
Marching on the people
Dressed in military garb
MRAPS and body armor
Smoke grenades and flash bangs
Helicopters flying low
Motherfucking army tanks
Pigs arresting black reporters live on TV
Shooting rubber at the press
For the whole world to see
But tear gas can't match the pain in people's eyes
Gasping and choking just reminds of how he died
Left with no voice
We're left with no choice
Feels like screaming in a void
Say his name
George Floyd
Same shit different day
It's the middle of the night
Breonna Taylor and her boyfriend lie in bed sleeping tight
No knock warrant for the wrong fuckin house
Plain clothes cops kick the front door down
So he fires on intruders but they label him a shooter
They shoot her eight times but they charge him with the crimes
Meanwhile dude they lookin for in jail doin time
And now so's the boyfriend who was trying to save her life
It's all about the money, that green dollar bill
Police protect the commerce while the people get killed
We gotta be vigilant
We gotta be diligent
Provocateurs work amongst the crowd to get the killin lit
Light em up
Light em up
They fire on the citizens
Keep it up, we'll fire back
When will all the killing end
Civil war looming
They don't treat us like we're human
The battle's just begun
Tonight we burnin' and a'lootin
Credits
Writer(s): John Holley
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