Ares

Lyrics

[Verse 1] My heart died last night As the sun came up But the tears didn't dry No my pain swelled up For the first time I felt afraid Like where has this world gone down For the first time I felt a slave It's like my souls goin drown Am I only three fifths a man I thought that God had a plan Mister don't raise up your hand I promise I'll listen to you Master Sam But what about your liberty What happened to your justice And what's up with this system Sorry that I sound so redundant but [Hook] We don't get charged for the same things We don't get charged for the same things We don't get charged for the same things I guess one nation under God is a white thing We don't get charged for the same things We don't get charged for the same things We don't get charged for the same things I guess one nation under God is a white thing [Verse 2] Block got shot up the Church sit by Pour more liquor to try and get by Ease my pain take my rights But I hope I haunt you You preach Jesus but you praise Baal Mass incarceration can't afford Baal We lived and we learned crosses you burned But shooting back is what I won't do Am I pet or a threat I play real good you hit me with checks I take a knee and then you come at my neck Well no disrespect I've been kneeling since the day that we met Emancipated but we're Not done yet I was made in his image I didn't come from Harambe You say all violent But we've been killed for three centuries You say we all riot But Martin marched fake the least of these I'm done being quiet it's time we let the whole nation sing Gods people sing [Hook] We don't get charged for the same things We don't get charged for the same things We don't get charged for the same things I guess one nation under God is a white thing We don't get charged for the same things We don't get charged for the same things We don't get charged for the same things I guess one nation under God is a white thing [Verse 3] Inner city cotton picken' butt kissing monkeys straight from the jungle Bout to speak the whole truth but they'd probably end up putting me in a muzzle So before they get me like Bruce Lee, MLK, and Mike Jack Lemme speak my peace before they use their peace and say I tried to fight back Everybody on my back Mom say I never call back I guess the curse of Ham make us beat our wives and gets us extra extra violent I guess that's just our story Probably see me on Maury Is the picture that they paint The black American story