Knew N0rm@l

Talking bout a new normal
Meat processing plants shut down
So let the crops on the farm grow
We at war so let the horn blow
Hunt us down in the street
We're in the eye of storm yo
Black excellence
Yet still they wanna put us through a test again
Odds stack against us but we still give it our best to win
The hair is wooly
And the skin is the medicine
Melanin so they see it as a threat to them
We breaking chains
Counting gains still taking names
Making claims full coverage getting through the pain
That's the way we see it
Justice gotta reach it
Violence against the black man
Gotta delete it
The internet is undefeated
You see the strength in numbers
When we behind a common cause gotta keep it
Benefits we wanna reap it
That won't be a secret
Shoot your shot then the goal you can reach it

To whom it may concern
We hold the power to make the earth turn
No one knows the hour
But you will learn
I can't help it I was raised to be a real one
Handle business when the deal comes
Touch the hem of the fabric that I'm built from
Just to capture the magic of a real one
When times get drastic they wanna steal some
But they minds is plastic to a real one

I reached the turning point
Times like these make you wanna sit back and burn a joint
Procrastinators never earn a point
You got control of how you livin
It depends on if you're driven
Confess and your sins will be forgiven
That's the daily bread
Inspiration to make dough to keep the baby fed
Don't listen to what the lazy said
They wanna discourage until you out of service
Stay firm cause your eye is always on the purpose
They only aim to hurt us
Get their attention when you take the surplus
Snatch and grab now they're getting nervous
No justice no peace
For too long all they did was curve us
A revolution you prefer trust
With authority
To make the black agenda a priority
A unified voice changing views of the majority
More black bodies slain
We had enough of the pain
White supremacy the blame
Redistribute the gains

To whom it may concern
We hold the power to make the earth turn
No one knows the hour
But you will learn
I can't help it I was raised to be a real one
Handle business when the deal comes
Touch the hem of the fabric that I'm built from
Just to capture the magic of a real one
When times get drastic they wanna steal some
But they minds is plastic to a real one



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Writer(s): Robert Freeman
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