Trayvon

[Verse 1: Winston Anthony] A black kid wearing a hoodie People asking themselves Should he have chosen a different attire Would his life still have retired At the hands of a man Who seemed to be his superior Surely this man would have looked beyond the exterior A nation that believed Their people were making progress Coz a black man went and made it above congress But who are we to assume what was in his mind Assume what was seen through his eyes As he pulled the trigger Shot the bullet that killed a nigger That resembled the president A blessing? Or was he hell bent? And the critics say the kid brought it upon himself Being a minority the situation Should have been better dealt with Like hoodies shouldn't be getting sold to black kids And the fact that he was wearing one Meant that Trayvon was packing Nah Man I'm just saying what I been saying for years Racism will be alive as long as there's fear Of that that's unknown That that's not shown in right light Pictures of niggers all having hood fights Nah man uh They grow thinking that our blood ain't even the same colour But when they need us don't hesitate to call us brother Now tell me why Is it human nature to hate I pray that that emotion is nothing but A taught trait! And I know my prayers May only be in vain But at least I got faith Coz that's the last link in this broken chain Trayvon Long live your name You're the final match that ignited the flame Of revolution the secret ingredient To the final solution You Opening our eyes Making us realise What's going on in the world It's a Cold War Make sure you know What you're fighting for