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achromatik - the bitter truth lyrics

[intro: achromatik]
they will lead by example, to influence the youth
they will prosecute the innocent to find an excuse
they will silence every voice that even dares to accuse
if you don’t see it then you’re blinded, but i see the bitter truth

[verse 1: achromatik
he wakes up in the morning
momma cooking in the kitchen. smell of breakfast, irresistible
robert palmer’s addictions
the radio’s blaring
momma screaming “turn it down”
but just a friend is fresh
please let the song play out
1989 and he’s still tryna see what life’s about
had a rough patch when he was young
his papa walked right out
the man of the house, just momma and his sister
his uncle barely come around, the only father figure
monday mornings always rough
he has to get dressed for school
even his pair troops are
hand-me-down’s from uncle bo
cl-ssmates are cruel
mommas working double shifts
just to trade food stamps
for money to buy gifts
before cl-ss he always stopping at the corner store
tryna get some skittles, sees some cops he’s never seen before. they eying him
like he committed mortal sin
but he knows better than that
its just the pigment of his skin

[hook: maestro williams]
are you quick to judge?
is everything what you thought it was?
will we disagree like crips and bloods?
will you hold steadfast, or will you budge?
are you quick to judge?
are you quick to judge? (what you think you see)
are you quick to judge? (what you’re afraid to be)
are you quick to judge? are you quick to judge? me. (me.)

[verse 2: achromatik]
he wakes up in the morning
papa setting out the dishes
good morning america from the tv in the kitchen
brothers banging on the bathroom door
sisters got it occupied
“give me five minutes”, trying to compromise
he makes it to the kitchen smells the food on the stove
gets his greetings from his parents, such a courteous tone. siblings running down the stairs
so they can eat as a family
they grab each others hands
and thank the lord for his majesty
sitting at table, eyes glued to the screen
news report interruption
coming directly from the scene
“reporting to you live where a teen was shot
authorities unaware if he was armed or not.”
but pops was not surprised
this happens all the time
he couldn’t blame the cops
they just want to stop crime
siding with the cops, making excuses for them
but he knows better than that
its just the pigment of their skin

[hook: maestro williams]

[bridge:]
disoriented, blinded by pure hatred
degrading race by the act of segregating
undertaking the same -ssignments of our fathers and the fathers before them
condemning the human race from which a few people stem
understand that i’m not one of those few
i will physically fight family members who share those ideas and views
ignorance is taught, though its less potent than it’s ever been
i refuse to be the one to judge by pigment of someone else’s skin

[hook: maestro williams]

[outro: achromatik]
they will lead by example, to influence the youth
they will prosecute the innocent to find an excuse
they will silence every voice that even dares to accuse
if you don’t see it then you’re blinded, but i see the bitter truth
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