Mistaken
Lyrics
How's a phone gone be mistaken for a gun
Everyone you know carries a phone, but not all carry a gun
You'd think it be obvious by now to determine
The look, shape, and size of a cellular device
To that of a firearm
It's not the colors on the screen, it's the color of the skin
That is causing the cops to ring alarms
Probably first internally then firing a bullet at a black or brown kid
Who is suddenly getting a eulogy, prematurely
A gross understatement, he should still be alive
But it seems certain matters don't pertain to certain lives
How many names gotta be said, how much blood gotta be shed
We done seen too many comply and not resist yet still end up dead
While the system refuses to admit its dead wrong
Families are putting loved ones in their graves
And the president asks for peace and calm
Do you really think we as people are going to remain head strong?
Sick and tired of being sick and tired
Fed up with being fed up
My black queen alerting me to all the signs
Cuz she been knowing that this a setup
From the Black Wall Street to HR four four three seven
To building a wall and killing on all streets
Ma'Kiah Bryant lying on the pavement in dead silence
All she wanted was help but got violence from all the sirens
Lack of training? Lack of humanity?
How about lack of realizing when you shoot that man
You're killing a whole family
How's a phone gone be mistaken for a gun
Everyone you know carries a phone, but not all carry a gun
You'd think it be obvious by now to determine
The look, shape, and size of a cellular device
To that of a firearm
It's not the colors on the screen, it's the color of the skin
That is causing the cops to ring alarms
Probably first internally then firing a bullet at a black or brown kid
Who is suddenly getting a eulogy, prematurely
A gross understatement, he should still be alive
But it seems certain matters don't pertain to certain lives
How many names gotta be said, how much blood gotta be shed
We done seen too many comply and not resist yet still end up dead
While the system refuses to admit its dead wrong
Families are putting loved ones in their graves
And the president asks for peace and calm
Do you really think we as people are going to remain head strong?
Sick and tired of being sick and tired
Fed up with being fed up
My black queen alerting me to all the signs
Cuz she been knowing that this a setup
From the Black Wall Street to HR four four three seven
To building a wall and killing on all streets
Ma'Kiah Bryant lying on the pavement in dead silence
All she wanted was help but got violence from all the sirens
Lack of training? Lack of humanity?
How about lack of realizing when you shoot that man
You're killing a whole family
Writer(s): Bennett Roth-Newell
Copyright(s): Lyrics © DistroKid
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