I See Dead People

Lyrics

Ohh (Whipped and hanged) Whipped and hanged And didn't do a thing That's the price paid For the color of your skin Stole my history And now it's a mystery How can you know where your going If you don't know where you been? (Grand Puba) Ay yo, shoot off the nose Shoot off the lips Don't let the world know Black people did this Keep 'em in line With the crack of the whip Teach 'em their history It started with slave ships It's time to look past all that, man please How many of my people done swung from trees? How many of my people in the past we lost? They constantly remind us of the high, of course But when we speak on it they say that we whining Snatch your resources down to your last diamond I do this for my ancestors Ain't nobody alive gon' tell me I should let that shit ride Nowadays the old heads are scared of the youth Pull the tree from the roots and ya kill off the fruit I'm so in tune with the universe So I unify my people when I spit my verse My melanin underneath my skin Let me know I was here when the earth begin (Lord Jamar) Medgar Evans Emmit Till Somebody said let the Black blood spill In the ghetto we attack that whip They got a thing called crack that kid Malcolm X Huey Newton Ain't no need for the Klan 'Cause we do the shootin' We need to stand for a revolution Or fall into the hands of a institution Sean Bell Timothy Stansbury Blood fell, same color as cranberry Every time we lose a man my heart is heavy Ready to break like a New Orleans levee And I testified that yes I cried Over the years some of our best have died And I poisoned my peers like a pesticide You can run, but There's nowhere left to hide, look We used to play out in the rain Now all our blood spills down the drain We kill ourselves with nothing to gain It's time to break those bands and chains I know we got a Black man in the White House But there's still Black fans with the lights out Still got the bad man at the crack house Sister Prez can you tell me what's that about? (Rell) Oh yeah Where you been and where you come from Teach your daughter and teach your son There's too many of us we dyin' by the gun We create worlds when we think as one (Grand Puba) Now they changed Egypt from Kemet 'Cause they knew it had Black in it Tell a bunch of lies and document it Take history and spin it Don't you people know that most of this stuff Up in this country we invented? (Lord Jamar) Yo, same story Ever since they came for me And made me change my name It's been a struggle Always forced me to hustle Time now we change the game We used to play out in the rain Now all our blood spills down the drain We kill ourselves with nothing to gain It's time to break those bands and chains I know we got a Black man in the White House But there's still Black fans with the lights out Still got the bad man at the crack house Sister Prez can you tell me what's that about? (Whipped and hanged) Whipped and hanged And didn't do a thing That's the price paid For the color of your skin Stole my history And now it's a mystery How can you know where your going If you don't know where you been? If you don't know where you been Somebody tell me They wonder why we're crazy We gotta get back