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danny bishop - black dont crack lyrics

you can not press what you can’t feel got whites out here feeling how the blacks feel but can you tell me how a black feel with my black knee on the cold ground black steel pointed to that back of my black head how does that feel black tears falling down my face you don’t know that fear

ever seen a white man slavin ina coke field ever seen a black man sittin ina pope chair folktales see you speak equality i shouldn’t go there sick & tired of you telling me i couldn’t go there don’t remember whites fighting for their rights struggled over crack but never struggled cuz they had black life black skin black voice get ignored by white ears had to struggle mad years did you struggle did you hustle
did ya children have to hustle ever worry if the last words you heard was i love you from em then you nothing from em cops did something to em all he did was touch his phone that funeral homes a second home to the wrong n+gga short story big picture long gun pale finger staring at a young black pale n+gga teach us just to fail n+ggas blackout over pale visions, patience just bare with us make em feel this h+ll with us take em to jail us face a black judge denied bail f+ck twelve n+gga uh

black don’t crack you won’t hear us then it’s h+ll n+gga
black don’t crack you gon let us out them jails n+gga
black don’t crack you dont listen cuz you fear n+ggas
black don’t crack you gon listen cuz we here n+gga!

white mans fears black man knowing his history sh+tted on our history treated us like histamines i got a dream that’s all you get to dream i am a black man i set my balance on a different beam my skin got a different gleam hated if i pushd a beamer cousins that got black names coco and rashida both queens entitled to all things in life no matter what you think can’t be sipping from that poison girl becareful what you drink we got problems got black problems what white problems offer me keep those problems cross the street cuz you can’t profit off of me is it my pigment got me feeling indignant got us on the news more accused but whose the victims time to take those clocks off snooze im in the pigpen know it’s always black on blue i got the pig skin am i a butcher or a martyr ima soon to be father im an artist im a barber i’m a black man !

- danny bishop lyrics

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