Charleston

Twenty-one year-old white man with an automatic walks into a church Puts nine black people straight into the back of a hearse Some people be systematic: say it's a curse He would say it's deserved but no matter what yo, it can't be reversed The boy was motivated by hate: the hate of a race It stays in the news for like five days but ultimately just wastes away But painfully, the pain still remains Family member tells a camera they forgive the killer But the killer just gets iller. We should be asking what happened to him That made him think that he could kill them? What happened to us that made us think that we could kill him? Four different-race prison guards walk into a cell Pick up that man that killed nine black people Take him to a white room where the victims' family members sit equal They're there to watch Their minds are totally dismembered but they're ready to unwind So they don't mind: they're ready to see him die But not before the see him cry; plead for his motherfucking life All that's missing is popcorn for this narcissistic's goodbye He's injected with a poison, makes him feel funny Makes him cry for his mummy and the family members heal As he begins to reel; the pain is real and more than he can deal He feels himself barf up his last meal He chokes on it a bit; spits, twists, tries to sit But the straps got him stuck. Yo, he can't get up He needs to stay down; he's dying now, he's on his way out And as he goes, he passes nine people high up on a church steeple He apologises but they don't hear him at all He crawls, he falls into the abyss Meanwhile, the family members, now they begin to twist They now reel, crawl and fall where they sit Inside themselves trapped wall-to-wall What have they done? How has his death solved the problem? The country's guns sold like candy 'stead of weapons And we've all come to be complacent We don't quest the great nation Even though the same nation's president said it's disgracing Disgracing its great name; it deals with people's lives like a game How can King's dream be achieved in remain If the hands of our alliance all hold AKs? The flag with the eagle does not make you equal If we destroy the human race, yo there won't be a sequel So let's stop the race-hate; the stupid games we play Cause they're not games, are they? People are dying in the street It's a racist war out there: races killing races It needs to be no more out there What that man did was outrageous so let's not change the station No, not quite yet. Let's deal with this: let's make a law out of it A law that means guns can't be bought from convenience stores It's not the time to ignore, it's the time to break down doors Time to restore, unite and peacefully fight For progress, acceptance, equality tonight So share this track, our plight and we just might Change this shite so that we're all alright