Quicksand
Wow that's heavy
Okay, where just gonna to jump right in there
And dive deep into your mind
Tell me about, your perception as a black man
As it pertains to the world around you
What does that feel like?
Fall in the world like quicksand
Mud on my shoes blood on my hands
Another dead body sitting on the gram
Just another lynching of a black man
Fall in the world like quicksand
Mud on my shoes blood on my hands
Another dead body sitting on the gram
Just another lynching of a black man
Uh, 40 days and 40 nights
I travel through the desert like Israelites
And I can be the one to save my people I'm Jesus Christ
Bound to a world full of demons and parasites
See our history is muddy I'm feeling like
The sacrificial lamb guess my people the devil right
Trail full of blood so my fate is a scary sight
Navigate the valley hope the shadows don't take my life Within the night, yeah
Fall in the world like quicksand
Mud on my shoes blood on my hands
Another dead body sitting on the gram
Just another lynching of a black man
Fall in the world like quicksand
Mud on my shoes blood on my hands
Another dead body sitting on the gram
Just another lynching of a black man
How many bodies we gotta bury a season, what's the reason?
Victims of violence from Europeans, feel defeated
Starve us the hatred is still proceeding, time is under pressure
I been under pressure, thinking
That the universe only wanting vendetta
Writtens from Willie Lynch all these problems never was settled
Shift it 100 years and you still see the oppressors
Never was librated the issues is still greater now
Fall in the world like Quicksand
Mud on my shoes blood on my hands
You can travel time take it to the past
But you cannot escape melanin you have
Fall in the world like Quicksand
Mud on my shoes blood on my hands
We can pray for change so the world advance
But the peace here it never lasts it never lasts yea
Fall in the world like quicksand
Mud on my shoes blood on my hands
Another dead body sitting on the gram
Just another lynching of a black man
Fall in the world like quicksand
Mud on my shoes blood on my hands
Another dead body sitting on the gram
Just another lynching of a black man
Fall in the world like quicksand
Mud on my shoes blood on my hands
Another dead body sitting on the gram
Just another lynching of a black man
I fall in the world
I fall in quicksand
I fall in the world
I fall in quicksand
I fall in the world
I fall in quicksand
As kingdom comes to me
Okay, where just gonna to jump right in there
And dive deep into your mind
Tell me about, your perception as a black man
As it pertains to the world around you
What does that feel like?
Fall in the world like quicksand
Mud on my shoes blood on my hands
Another dead body sitting on the gram
Just another lynching of a black man
Fall in the world like quicksand
Mud on my shoes blood on my hands
Another dead body sitting on the gram
Just another lynching of a black man
Uh, 40 days and 40 nights
I travel through the desert like Israelites
And I can be the one to save my people I'm Jesus Christ
Bound to a world full of demons and parasites
See our history is muddy I'm feeling like
The sacrificial lamb guess my people the devil right
Trail full of blood so my fate is a scary sight
Navigate the valley hope the shadows don't take my life Within the night, yeah
Fall in the world like quicksand
Mud on my shoes blood on my hands
Another dead body sitting on the gram
Just another lynching of a black man
Fall in the world like quicksand
Mud on my shoes blood on my hands
Another dead body sitting on the gram
Just another lynching of a black man
How many bodies we gotta bury a season, what's the reason?
Victims of violence from Europeans, feel defeated
Starve us the hatred is still proceeding, time is under pressure
I been under pressure, thinking
That the universe only wanting vendetta
Writtens from Willie Lynch all these problems never was settled
Shift it 100 years and you still see the oppressors
Never was librated the issues is still greater now
Fall in the world like Quicksand
Mud on my shoes blood on my hands
You can travel time take it to the past
But you cannot escape melanin you have
Fall in the world like Quicksand
Mud on my shoes blood on my hands
We can pray for change so the world advance
But the peace here it never lasts it never lasts yea
Fall in the world like quicksand
Mud on my shoes blood on my hands
Another dead body sitting on the gram
Just another lynching of a black man
Fall in the world like quicksand
Mud on my shoes blood on my hands
Another dead body sitting on the gram
Just another lynching of a black man
Fall in the world like quicksand
Mud on my shoes blood on my hands
Another dead body sitting on the gram
Just another lynching of a black man
I fall in the world
I fall in quicksand
I fall in the world
I fall in quicksand
I fall in the world
I fall in quicksand
As kingdom comes to me
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Writer(s): Nyron Waite
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