Project Mayhem
You ain't looking for truth
You're looking for absolution
Paved roads of gold, milk, and honey
You want that fairy tale ending
Don't you
Well, this road ain't for you
This journey is made for the bold of heart
The ones that know that that tap dance
For show, was not what we meant by
"The revolution will be televised
That slight of hand you playin
Is the real black magic
Castin darkness over our eyes
Deadly when mixed with the words you used
To curse our very existence
They've been coming for our head top
You can check the bedrock in our foundation
We hold these truths to be self-evident
That all men are created equal
Unless their skin is darker
Than the dirt roads that I walk upon
If their hair is thicker than in-between
The lines that I write to define they freedom
Let these ropes and bullets teach him his lesson of inequity
Before God almighty Himself
I know it's unbelievable like Wonderland
But follow these words
And I'll show you how deep the rabbit hole goes
I'm sorry
Is this reality I'm painting too traumatic for your delicate eyes
Does my everyday struggle make you feel a little bit uncomfortable
Do the words that I stitch into the very fabric of your mind
Contradict the ones that have you blind
You're welcome
Last favor I'ma do fuh yo sorry ass
The People have spoken, and we are done
We are tired of contributing to a system
That denies us our humanity and rights
We are tired of being your symbol of death
Weakness, and fear
We are tired of your lies and omissions
As Black bodies hang with no regard
To this little light of mine
What happens when you attempt to press a lion's back against the wall
He must show you why he is the king of the jungle
This is not a declaration of anarchy
This is a promise
A promise that we will no longer accept the chains at our wrists
And the whips at our back
A promise we will no longer accept the scraps at your table
But would rather build a table of our own
The sins of the oppressor will no longer be used to keep us below heel
The power of the People will prevail
We are light
We are love
Black is beautiful
Welcome to Project May
You're looking for absolution
Paved roads of gold, milk, and honey
You want that fairy tale ending
Don't you
Well, this road ain't for you
This journey is made for the bold of heart
The ones that know that that tap dance
For show, was not what we meant by
"The revolution will be televised
That slight of hand you playin
Is the real black magic
Castin darkness over our eyes
Deadly when mixed with the words you used
To curse our very existence
They've been coming for our head top
You can check the bedrock in our foundation
We hold these truths to be self-evident
That all men are created equal
Unless their skin is darker
Than the dirt roads that I walk upon
If their hair is thicker than in-between
The lines that I write to define they freedom
Let these ropes and bullets teach him his lesson of inequity
Before God almighty Himself
I know it's unbelievable like Wonderland
But follow these words
And I'll show you how deep the rabbit hole goes
I'm sorry
Is this reality I'm painting too traumatic for your delicate eyes
Does my everyday struggle make you feel a little bit uncomfortable
Do the words that I stitch into the very fabric of your mind
Contradict the ones that have you blind
You're welcome
Last favor I'ma do fuh yo sorry ass
The People have spoken, and we are done
We are tired of contributing to a system
That denies us our humanity and rights
We are tired of being your symbol of death
Weakness, and fear
We are tired of your lies and omissions
As Black bodies hang with no regard
To this little light of mine
What happens when you attempt to press a lion's back against the wall
He must show you why he is the king of the jungle
This is not a declaration of anarchy
This is a promise
A promise that we will no longer accept the chains at our wrists
And the whips at our back
A promise we will no longer accept the scraps at your table
But would rather build a table of our own
The sins of the oppressor will no longer be used to keep us below heel
The power of the People will prevail
We are light
We are love
Black is beautiful
Welcome to Project May
Credits
Writer(s): Winston Pierre
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