The twist, the turns
Make my mind burn
Unknown history
Once a mystery
I’ve come to see and learn
I’m Black, I’m proud
I’ll scream it loud
I’m Black, I’m proud
Should always be allowed
Black and White
Oh, Blacks get attacked
Struggling to stay on track
Oh, Whites they’re all right
Feel higher than a kite
The misery
The hate
The fight
They said we’re all equal
Said how many times in how many sequels?
We were used
Abused, accused
And still fight
The fright
Living in a place
Built on hate of race
A big space
Judging people on color of their face
Without a doubt
We need to break out
Out of the lies
The hurt, the pain
That still remain