Ihateking - Strange Fruit Lyrics

Preacher man, preacher man, preacher man
I heard you've been saving souls
Preacher man, preacher man, preacher man
Tell me who's in control
My people are tired, my people are famished
And some of em hanging from trees
A cool southern breeze carries her screams
When she see's blood on the leaves
They call it strange fruit
I see an uprising beyond the horizon
If you could see it it's so terrifying
But why is it dying before it can ripen
They pillage the village and raped all our women
The country we're building has sold off our children
But where is my mule and my 40 acres
They tell me that this is the birth of a nation

If I tell you my secrets, just promise you keep it
The fruit I'm producing is beyond their reaches
But they still seek it I know it's egregious
That melanin nectar has no kind of weakness
The blacker the berry the sweeter the juice
The sweeter the juice the blacker the berry
The stranger the fruit the stranger the fruit

They killed Malcom x and they killed martin Luther
But history books don't mention Mansa Musa
I'm Harriet Tubman I'm Sojourner Truth
Nat in his prime a panther is loose
I don't wear a last name just to honor you bastards
I've sharpened my axe up just to kill all my masters
But keep on believing that Caesar is Jesus
White washing the history spreading diseases
I pray to my God to get rid of these spirits
If my face is bruised up and blemished like Emetts
This is not life if you cry then don't grimace
But this is not Christ they ain't made in his image
Can't read I can't write they did that on purpose too
The bullshit they serve to you indentured servitude
But no reparations for all this free labor
But we still treat them like saviors

If I tell you my secrets, just promise you keep it
The fruit I'm producing is beyond their reaches
But they still seek it I know it's egregious
That melanin nectar has no kind of weakness
The blacker the berry the sweeter the juice
The sweeter the juice the blacker the berry
The stranger the fruit the stranger the fruit