Masks
‘standing for justice when their aint
no peace’
Am I doing
this for me, or for you? I am not too sure even myself. But these masks we wear aint the ones of
cloth or mesh you see, but the ones of hypocrisy. I don’t claim to be perfect,
I know I never was, but I aint standing for this no more, Nah, I’m just done.
I aint
standin’ for this justice, when their aint no peace.
We got our
mommas screamin' in the streets, fathers wrapped up in black sheets, sisters
cryin’ for brothers that aint comin’ home, brothers crying for sisters that got
shot in their home. We told to take step back and breathe, but it's hard to breathe
when you got that knee on my throat.
I aint
standin’ for this justice, when their aint no peace.
We been told
to get out the vote, and do, but when the choice is the lesser of two evils, we’re
the ones getting’ screwed. We have to fight for our families, and we have to
take old oaths made new, about brothers before blood, and swearin’ to be soldiers
til we older to pay our due.
We aint
standin’ for this justice, when their aint no peace.
The squared
up black pixels aint fightin’ it when I’m blackin’ out, from all the pixels
that aint moving, of all the death in my town. Yeah, we got power to change
things, we got to take a stand, against that power, that evil puts man against
man. Brother against brother, against mother, against man.
I aint
standin’ for this justice, when their aint no peace.
Am I doing
this for me or for you? You talk of promising peace and prosperity as long as
we kiss that ring. But there aint no peace when someone gets shot. And only
then, after days of screaming, do you come out. I see you in your mask, talking
that talk, but when it comes down to it, the bottom line is money and power…
and one of those we aint got.
I aint
standin’ for this justice, when their aint no peace.
We’re done
and we’re through, with all the lies you been feedin’,
We’re done
with your justice.
You aint
gettin’ any peace.
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