Long Wayz to Go

Constant fears
Constant troubles
Constant struggles
Can you lend a

Lend a hand
To one another
Like he's your brother
Or sister
Or mother
Or father
Or daughter

Can we ask you now
How they hurt a child
How they took those smiles
Can you help me figure it

So Answer Now
Will you scream out loud
Will you shout out now
Because All I know is we got

A long long ways to go
We got a long long ways to go
Till we right the wrongs
So we ride the storm

Yea yea

A long long ways to go
We got a long long ways to go
Till we right the wrongs
So we ride the storm

Broke into houses
Put guns on innocent
Searching for violence
It Doesn't make any sense

Naw

Can't you hear?
The cries of the millions?
Left with no choices
If we were to run now
We run now
We run now
Get gunned down

We gotta ask that now
How they hurt that child
How they snatch those smiles
Can you help me figure it

So Answer Now
Will you scream out loud
Will you shout out now
Because Oh We Got

A long long ways to go
We got a long long ways to go
Till we right the wrongs
So we ride the storm

Yea yea

A long long ways to go
We got a long long ways to go
Till we right the wrongs
So we ride the storm

Lovin and livin
Cryin and dyin
Fear and doubt
Undoubtedly ruled out
Near and far
Dead bodies lay out
Much like heels that tar
Streets paved black
From years of war
Blood of civilians cry out
Cuz it rained then poured
Chalked boxes resembling bodies
A forensic tour
Outlining the red lined crimes against minorities
Authorities believe in a smoke screen of perceived justice and rules
Inferiority lore
Still can't find 40 acres or my grandparents' mule
Quite the obvious allegory
But wait, there's more

G.I. Bills for G.I. Joes leave zero dollar bills for blacks and now we owe
Our lives to the battlefield of equality on home soil where interest on dissension grows
Lord knows
Hate is hopes' greatest foe
Cruel devils are spotted
Appropriating blackness like doimations
Twist plotted
Greedy presidents like cruella deville damn-nations 101 percent
His soul's rotted
The face of privilege, orange hearted
It can't be black, if so he'd have a heart attack
Claim Juneteenth after snorting a line of crack
Proclaiming that he brought it back
Fancy that, the thing you hate most you represent like Indians on a football hat
I call cap
You say get over that that, I say reparations are for all who've been murdered at
The expense of another's comfort, we call white privilege that
You call it violence, I call it self defense
You call it protesting, I call it recompense
You call it white guilt, I call it white ignorance
We gotta long long way to go before we find true deliverance...