Troy Davis

[Intro: Barack Obama] [Verse I] Just another black man in America Hoping God bury her Hoping God terrorize all these lying savages Eliminate the devils and the rebels I'll sever them Calling me a murderer without no fucking evidence They hate to hear the message So they love to kill the messenger Country of a bunch of crooked senators and delegates Malcolm was a challenger Martin was a challenger Running out of time, check your watch and grab your calendar Register to vote or, better yet, don't even register Listen to your manager and keep being a janitor Slaves to the creditors Slaves to your handlers Slaves to the media Slaves to it's editors Don't you see that while you daily propaganda scavenging The rulers of the world plan mass number massacres? Well get it how you living While I'm living in a prison Till the citizens that cherish her Assassinate my character [Hook] They love wrong more than they love right Kill the black man, and spare the white They won't love you until you die They won't love you until you die They love wrong more than they love right Kill the black man, and spare the white They won't love you until you die They won't love you until you die [Verse II] In the name of Allah Feel the pain in my heart Nothings changed but the name of the game, so we thought But these grave wicked lames take the stage and depart from the truth Tensions tighter than the noose on a slave so behave for the cameras when they don't even see you Then brag on how they beat you Get mad and then mistreat you All we think is Gucci, Louis; Superficial; take a picture Are we here to save our people or we here to be their equals? You try to tell the truth? They don't even believe you Double standards - they keep setting; their intent is to mislead you Why don't you understand that their intent is to deceive you? Why turn the other cheek and say don't bite the hand that feeds you? That's that Willie Lynch Syndrome When you get home Check their reaction when they see your dark skin tone They know the real you when they see your dark skin tone They want to kill you when they see your dark skin tone Until you're scared of expressing the truth in essence Until you're scared to come to teach these cowards a lesson Until you're scared to command for what you really need If I told you to demand, you be like "Nigga please" Who remembers Malcolm X or Martin Luther King? Who remembers by any means or I have a dream? We hear but never see Look at my complexion B Would I have gotten off If I'd have puled a Casey Anthony? [Hook] They love wrong more than they love right Kill the black man, and spare the white They won't love you until you die They won't love you until you die They love wrong more than they love right Kill the black man, and spare the white They won't love you until you die They won't love you until you die [Outro]