Run

By Street Cries I run for the days my ancestors where slaves beat tossed in a grave Four hundred years work no pay Death to those who ran away Hung from a tree till they passed away Women and children taken away Stripped of religion way they pray I run for the days Malcolm X was slayen Martin Luther had a dream but ended the same Government flooded hoods with cocaine Panthers blamed put in prison chains eraseing names Marching for civil rights police fight dog bite Mississippi burning at night I run for the days churches went a blaze Hatred for the way we are made Homeless kids no where to stay my people trapped in a maze Buying escalade cent not saved Taught to be consumers keep us in place So I run this race voice of the unheard Put mental food on da plate Going pass rules they make Supply masses with tools that don't break Blood of a king you can see it in my face