Civil Rights (feat. F​.​Stokes)

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lyrics

To the martyrs and the leaders and the speakers yeah!

I'll never forget them/the ones that laid down their lives
I'll never forget them/the ones that died for civil rights
No I'll never forget them/even though it was a different time
But we'll never forget them/even though they only teach us lies

Marcus, Malcolm, Martin the king.
Huey and Bobby, Mandela, and Steve.
Harriet, Rosa, sista Betty.
They fought in the name of black liberty.
If it wasn't for you then there wouldn't be me.
So what has happened to you should not happen to me.
And the leaders today there are none left to see.
Because they take them down with FBI and police.

F.Stokes:
I write my verses sittin' shotgun in them hearses
From the land where old ladies be keepin' shotguns in they purses
Use the blood of slaves to write in cursive on my gravestone
My nigga Muhammad's like, "Right? We shine 'til the shade gone."
Move like a Haitian with the hands of a Mason
controlling mind body & soul with simple multiplication
Revolution, but my hands tied, my mama say that man died
from The War On Drugs the ghetto winning by a landslide
Define revolution. Is the pain I feel divine retribution?
or is the answer in this cancer stick?
'cause when I talk that peace shit my niggas looking for a channel switch
In San Francisco homeless I was sleeping out by Candlestick
Trying to get my hands on a dollar and a plan
but it's hard to live legit when they treat you like half a man.
Writing my verse in this iPhone, hoping my vision pan out,
'cause when you black and successful everybody got they hands out.

Got to give credit where credit is due.
Because little ones today they don't have a clue.
They have no idea what the elders went through.
They think that the lie is somehow the truth.
But we all live with pride and we are living proof.
And we won't be dismayed and we won't be aloof.
We have to get ourselves together rally the troops.
And when we see the freedom fighter come we must salute.

Cause you lift us up and keep us up and push us straight ahead.
Never let us down though the system tried to leave us all for dead.
Yet they risked their life to obtain their rights and protect us from the Feds.
Through the pain and the strife and with all of the plight and all the tears we shed.

credits

from Divine Spark, released March 11, 2016
Lyrics: D. Wainwright, R. Lucas

JAH Boogie: vocals, bass, percussion
Aaron Konkol: organ, backing vocals
Phillip "PJ" Hill, Jr.: drums
Louka Patenaude: guitar
Richard Hildner: guitar

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