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]