Yes, I’m black
Look at my back
There you will see
The scars of slavery
Yes, I’m black
under attack
Police officers screaming
For me to step back
Yes, I’m black
Disgusted stares
death glares
As I walk down the street
Yes, I’m black
Hide your children from me
Run, run, run
From the beast that you see
Yes, I’m black
Headlights
Dark nights
Forced to fight
Yes, I’m black
Government hates me
Because I take a knee
For what I believe
Yes, I’m black
You can see me on CNN
Being handcuffed
And shoved into the back of a van
Yes, I’m black
What they once hated
The dark skin, curly hair
Our individuality now tainted
Yes, I’m black
Scared for our daughters
Too young to understand
why we’re being slaughtered
Yes, I’m black
Still wearing these chains
Slavery never ended
They just changed the name
Land of the free, home of the brave
You lie and say we’ve come along way
If you ask Ferguson, tears running down his face
Racism still lives, but tomorrow’s another day
Oct 4, 2018
Oct 4, 2018 at 4:08 PM UTC
Yes, I’m black
Look at my back
There you will see
The scars of slavery
Yes, I’m black
under attack
Police officers screaming
For me to step back
Yes, I’m black
Disgusted stares
death glares
As I walk down the street
Yes, I’m black
Hide your children from me
Run, run, run
From the beast that you see
Yes, I’m black
Headlights
Dark nights
Forced to fight
Yes, I’m black
Government hates me
Because I take a knee
For what I believe
Yes, I’m black
You can see me on CNN
Being handcuffed
And shoved into the back of a van
Yes, I’m black
What they once hated
The dark skin, curly hair
Our individuality now tainted
Yes, I’m black
Scared for our daughters
Too young to understand
why we’re being slaughtered
Yes, I’m black
Still wearing these chains
Slavery never ended
They just changed the name
Land of the free, home of the brave
You lie and say we’ve come along way
If you ask Ferguson, tears running down his face
Racism still lives, but tomorrow’s another day
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