The Expendables

Brown and black boys Gunned down by the boys in blue The countless video footage seen Every night on the evening news It's the same story; Different times, different places But what they have in common Is the pigment of their faces We give our sons rules Advice we think will save their lives But pulling up sagging pants Has not helped them to survive We say watch your words And be sure to comply Do exactly what you're told Or you just might die Instead of getting justice, Police are justified No sympathy for the victims, Instead they are vilified Past criminal histories Irrelevant records exposed The innocent made to look guilty By what the media disclosed Things have changed And yet remained the same Overseer has turned into officer Handcuffs replaced the chains How many of our mothers Will have to bury their sons? Before we come to realize We are public enemy number one.