We're going right back at it
Like a nightmare that you thought was gone
It reappears like it was magic
Is this travesty an act of a miscarriage of justice
Or just a knee-jerk reaction to distrust
A system never meant to protect us?
But is it "us" or is it "them"?!
'Cause sometimes I'm Trayvon...
Sometimes I'm Mike...
Sometimes I'm Zimmerman...
Sometimes I'm Wilson...
Ducked low in a blue Chevy Caprice
Manipulated by my own kind
To go a pick up a piece
In a hail of bullets
Another young one in ground
Never knowing life to the fullest
And foolspeak that follows
In the aftermath of a disaster -
Get over the fact
That he's being treated
Like a bastard?
Are from another time and place
Yet I'm the same color...
In the same country...
And it's still all about race
We'll never make it to the finish
Of a long-running history
That never seems to diminish
Will never produce godly righteousness
But the righteousness of Christ
Is the only reason I fight for this -
Liberty and justice
From a corruptness
That has plagued us
In his absence;
From rulers that wield the sword in vain
To the masses that give way to the malice
And took on the sins of Adam
So those who bear the mark of Cain
Can one day enter the heavenly palace
"One Nation Under God" reimagined
Guns down and hands high
As the final enemy is moving backwards