Double Consciousness
I come from the descendants of critical listeners
Visions imprinted in us, lyrics that live within us
Tales of turmoil, trials and victories
They mock yet mimmick us, I guess that's history
Polygynous DNA but look how they limit us
Restricted our digits wishing that they could get rid of us
They used eugenics but then they figured ain't quick enough
Bullets don't no matter who pull it, long as we can't get up
But we ain't giving up, and for that they give it up
Like gimme all that you got in your pocket, we stick ya up
Cuz who gonna be for us, if we ain't We for Us
When lady justice is blind and she ain't seeing us
When every tribe got pride yet we reside
In a land that we ain't ask to arrive in, so we side with
Our homeland but just like nomads with no true home then
They compare us to gorillas, this more like guerilla warfare
Product of a social construct Black ain't a race
So we get disqualified whenever we outpace em
Every time we even the odds, they be like reset
Bomb your Black Wall Street, all over a weekend
They gave us lemons but when we made lemonade
They put pork on our fork and took the lemons away
Then they say, "you aint from here", what year did you come here
Well aware when I stare in the mirror it's double consciousness
Visions imprinted in us, lyrics that live within us
Tales of turmoil, trials and victories
They mock yet mimmick us, I guess that's history
Polygynous DNA but look how they limit us
Restricted our digits wishing that they could get rid of us
They used eugenics but then they figured ain't quick enough
Bullets don't no matter who pull it, long as we can't get up
But we ain't giving up, and for that they give it up
Like gimme all that you got in your pocket, we stick ya up
Cuz who gonna be for us, if we ain't We for Us
When lady justice is blind and she ain't seeing us
When every tribe got pride yet we reside
In a land that we ain't ask to arrive in, so we side with
Our homeland but just like nomads with no true home then
They compare us to gorillas, this more like guerilla warfare
Product of a social construct Black ain't a race
So we get disqualified whenever we outpace em
Every time we even the odds, they be like reset
Bomb your Black Wall Street, all over a weekend
They gave us lemons but when we made lemonade
They put pork on our fork and took the lemons away
Then they say, "you aint from here", what year did you come here
Well aware when I stare in the mirror it's double consciousness
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Writer(s): Jason Brown
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