Lyrics

There's a target on the back of a black man Walking down the street He puts his trust in the hands of a land that swears he is free It's just a bad reputation, unjustified There's a feeling of despair in the air As lights flash red and blue It's just a bad reputation, unjustified How can we live like this, just to stay alive Shot down like a dog in the street Shot down, down, down This is not the American Dream This is the echo of an empty round They shot 'em down, down down (x4) A gold star goes far for a killer, who's colors are black and blue He's got his finger on the trigger and a taste for blood Burning crosses flicker in his eyes, when will it be enough When will it be enough Shot down like a dog in the street Shot down, down, down This is not the American Dream This is the echo of an empty round They shot 'em down, down down (x4) There's a target on the back of a black man Walking down the street Shot down like a dog in the street Shot down, down, down This is not the American Dream This is the echo of an empty round They shot 'em down, down down