Black Holocaust - Locksmith

Yeah, how real is this?

Yo

OK, look up in the sky

It’s a bird, it’s a symbol

It’s another wealthy liberal throwing up a virtue signal

Another rich Republican funnelling corporate dollars

To muzzle black voices, we’re stuck with two choices

An open racist or a closet bigot

Either way we’re only given a certain limit to pivot

So be mindful as you move in that space

'Cuz some of our allies are just white anarchists in blackface

And that haste creates chaos, stirring the mass doubters

Yes, Black Lives Matter, but what happened to Black Power?

Black businesses, black buildings, black community

Combine that dollar sign, decline qualified immunity

Control our property as we properly found sight

Patrol our own neighborhoods like the Jews in Crown Heights

Or the Chinese in every metropolitan

Every sketch you profile him in is part of a larger net that they caught us in

I call a trend how I see a trend

The only way to stop racial oppression is killing it while its deep within

I’m peeking in at the legislation that led this nation to its own demise

So I surmise you better expect frustration

I’m speaking off the cuff but I don’t leave no creases

They still got us in cuffs after we leave the precinct

That’s if you make it there, but they don’t make it fair

You can’t compare disparity sparingly, who’s prepared?

Newsflash — CNN is just as bad as Fox

They coaxing black emotion to coincide with a notion

That swings in their direction instead of true self reflection

Projecting a biased view to use you for the election

We are not ex-slaves, knock the falseness off

We are survivors of the Transatlantic Holocaust

African genocide that lives inside this continent

Until America can admit to that, this is the consequence

So when did racism make its cause?

The term White didn’t exist until miscegenation laws

Europeans were Europeans and Africans were tribal

They used two weapons — a leather whip and a Bible

It’s more vital than ever for those lesser

So stop with the gimmicks that mimic our oppressor

I hate to say «I told you so», but «I told you so»

From out the concrete still a rose can grow, whoa