black fist
Singer:banner, david
these crackers got drones. they are flying their saucers
don't pray to your crosses
they are burning our churches
i know how to work it; i know how to squirt it
no marching no choirs don't sing
the same christian lovers that raped our grandmothers and hung our grandfathers from trees
i'm sick of dogs getting sicced on us
i'm sick of spitting written sentences listeners don't get
because they got chains on their brains and that is not a diss
i ain't african i'm ethiopian
put some royal seeds in her fallopian
you can hope i win or hope i lose
bitch long as we made it trill to hope again!
i hope jesus far as i know look like ned the wino" when i see florida evans