Lamingo Tomlin - August 28, 1963 Lyrics

We could bring peace or violence we still getting killed
Self destructive society how we gone build
Everybody marching for black lives say they feel
When it's time to stand ground we gone see who real
Even white people tired of they own shit
America finna sink time to jump ship
God created us equal but y'all killing my people
No consequence common sense
All the evidence in the world won't convict
The ones that kill us in cold blood watch the judge shrug
Another nigga dead they really don't give a fuck
Either they beat us or kill our black leaders
Facing discrimination young black fetus
About to born in world so scorn
Wat it's really gone take to fix a broken system
Black youth never found always reported missing

I had a dream young Luther king
But I'm more like Malcom get by any means

Nobody gone give us justice it's just us
Get ready for rebellion no more time to discuss
Imma take my 40 acres and a mule plus more
Call it repo till you pay when I loot the store
News caster: these niggas don't know how to act
Be happy wit crumbs working off the sweat of y'all back
Forced to live in slums where the government peddling crack
America land of bums where the new settlement at
On my Garvey tip might hit the motherland
Post up and commune with my fellow brother man
My people working together that's the only way can
Unify as one thought and devise up a plan
How to retrieve all our stolen riches
All the stolen resources plus interest
We gone take em by surprise like a wild tempest
Ready for civil war please don't tempt us

I had a dream young Luther king
But I'm more like Malcom get by any means