We Are Not What We Are
Our great historical leaders spoke of our whips and our chains
Never letting our people forget where it is that we came from
But to see us in this day would only shame them with pain
Because we’ve come a long ways, but we’re not what we’ve become
The trials we have endured have pushed us so very far
But, in a moment of lost pride, we are not what we are
They spoke of equality and integration for all of our youth
So how is it that our discrimination has thickened with hate
And just as easy as it is for me to look at my people with truth
I could almost say this revelation came a dollar short and day late
Our mindset is that the world owes us for our past sorrow
We blame our low standings on the whites and the “man”
But we are so focused on yesterday that we don’t see tomorrow
And we don’t see that the whites are just doing what we can
We lie to ourselves; they do not hold us down with their oppression
It is our own that causes us to live in recession within recession
Fortune and fame is a chance that we want and none of us would like to miss
But we think we can do it without our brethren because ignorance is bliss
Instead of helping each other we attack comrades with the intent of killing
Why is it that the coloreds can’t realize that it is impossible to do it alone
We have so low that we must resort to lies, cheats, and stealing
We should turn our anger into inspiration instead of lust for flesh and bone
It is time for us to step up and stop being the world’s entertainment
We take all the scraps and enslave ourselves, giving them all the powers
We will never amount to anything if we just sit around waiting for payment
Because payment will only come this way if we first put in those hours
The saddest sight in this world is a ten year old colored with a gun in his hand
Or seeing the news full of men, women, and children splattered on the streets
Is this the world that we want for our kids? This is what I don’t understand
Why is the fight only over when someone’s heart cease’s to beat
This has raise past all common types of cruelty and all other genocide
This black on black crime had turned into the world’s largest suicide
And no one seems to care as long as in the end they get to touch the money
But the money can’t buy them immortality; they get shot down, aint that funny
We picked the nail of ignorance and stupidity to nail us down hard
But I stand firm when I say this, we are not what we are
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