Will We Overcome?

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lyrics

All this brutality is
festering in my gut
Because
We shout enough is
enough while it’s festering,
It’s getting the best of me
Wondering,
Why are the people supposed to protect us,
out to get us?

Kill my brothers, kill my sisters
Killing fathers, and the list goes on and on
in this sickening poem
Where everything’s wrong
Where the justice is gone
When black mothers await sons who are
never coming home

And where do I belong,
in this fight to make shit right?
The neverending fight to face what’s
sick in this world

The police believe to erase
crime is to erase blackness
The ever constant sadness
we feel everyday
when we remember a human has gone away

You don’t think he’s a dad?
Or she’s got someone worrying at home
All alone not knowing
where Mommy’s gone?
The unrest where there is calm
From a community shaken,
Bent, but not breaking

Growing stronger with every
death in the family
Those left behind are
struggling, scrambling
for a solution
A tonic for this pollution
The chronic executions
of black people we are losing

Who is there to soothe them?
The unrest can’t be soothed
How will we prove it
When the shark is on the move
No consequences,
They’re playing it cool
With no consequences,
Who cares who they shoot?

Another death in another city
Will we wait till it comes to us?
Before we shout enough is enough?

And all lives will not matter until black lives matter
And their wallets grow fatter
Saying they serve and protect
Though they seem to forget
Some of the people most important
The vulnerable black children they let
Believe they’re not worth a shit

Leading to self-hate of their blackness
Leading up to all of this whackness
Leading them to take up arms,
In order to protect themselves
When generation after generation
They are treated like elk
Game for officers to shoot up,
Like we wouldn’t give a fuck
But we care a million fucks
It’s time to raise our voice fuck up

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from Mondo's Collection, released May 6, 2017

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Hop Hop Buffalo, New York

Hop Hop is the the hip-hop persona of American rapper, musician, producer Jazmine Frazier born and raised in rural Alabama and currently based in Buffalo, New York. Frazier uses Hop Hop to vent issues tied to identity, sexism and racism among other topics. ... more

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