Blackout Tuesday - Radio Edit

Ah
Ah
Ah

Hallelujah
King ish
We were slaves
We belonged to people
They sell us like they sale horses and cows
You know just tied her hands this a way you know around the peach tree
And whooped her
Well she couldn't do nothing but just kick her feets and just kick her feets

First they stole their land
Then berate my people
Then they made the Klan
To teach them hate and evil
The universe is saying
We're all created equal
There's blood up on their hands
Let me get to the point like a needle
What's that
Let's go
When they get mad at our stance
They tell us to go back to Africa
Then they point a finger at the blacks
Well three fingers pointing right back at ya
Mass incarceration for the ends
Free slave labor in the pen
13th amendment
I guess a n skin is a sin
New Day

We won't run no more
No
This is Blackout Tuesday
We got things in store
You can't use your two face
Black families destroyed
We got ties like shoe lace
400 years ignored
This is Blackout Tuesday

Ah
Call his name
Oh Lord
Oh Lord
Hallelujah

Oh
Say can you see
Our racist history
The racial undertones
The blatant bigotry
Four centuries
Of inequality
The Three fifths compromise
And deeds of tyranny
We suppose to be the land of the free
Suppose to be the home of the brave
Instead we the land of the hypocrites
Built upon the bones of the slaves
Black appropriation for the trend
Redlining implement
The whole flawed system for the win
I guess a n skin is a sin
New Day

We won't run no more
No
This is Blackout Tuesday
We got things in store
You can't use your two face
Black families destroyed
We got ties like shoe lace
400 years ignored
This is Blackout Tuesday

Ooo
Ooo
Ooo
Ooo

On God they took it too far
On God they took it too far
Ah
We're not gonna take this
We're not gonna take this
Hallelujah

No Justice No Peace
No Justice No Peace
No Justice No Peace



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Writer(s): Eric Neal
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