Midwxst - Wonder (I Have A Dream) lyrics
[Midwxst - Wonder I Have A Dream lyrics]
(hauhwii, run it up)
I been had these thoughts as of late
I've been staying up, to the man
You know I pray black people getting killed
It happens every single day
I'm at loss of words
I don't even know what I should fucking say
I don't know if I will become a new number
Will I pass away from a
Glass shatter in my slumber?
I don't go outside a lot
'cause I always fucking wonder
Will I die today? End up
Six feet down and under
Sons of former slaves and the sons
Of former slave owners will
Be able to sit down together
At the table of brotherhood i have a dream
They say that we don't matter, no
Serving up our heads to the
Police on a platter now didn't do a thing
But our blood is being splattered now
Now you niggas care and all of
The sudden this shit matter now
Oh, this shit matter now
Hands up in the air, I told you not to shoot
Three shots go off, the bullets going through
A black man dead, but this is nothing new
I could get shot for just tying my shoe
Trayvon and Arbery
How many more are there gonna be
Tryna survive in a fucked
Up and flawed society
Knee on my neck, I can't breathe, no
I can't fucking breathe
Open your eyes, all my people wonder
You gon' see
Run away from the truth and the facts
Right in front of your face
Know that you don't wanna see
I know that you afraid
You don't believe me but look
At how we was betrayed opened our arms
Then they turned us into fucking slaves
Remember my daddy told me
"Hands on the wheel"
Don't look into their eyes
They're ready to kill
Don't give an attitude
Stay calm and just stay still
Don't ever say a thing
You know just how I feel
Scared of my own skin
Can't even show emotion
Will I even grow up to the age
Will I be voting?
Problems keep on getting bigger
Big as the damn ocean
Tired of all the homicide and choppa
Pistol toting
Don't know how many times I gotta say
It's hard to confront this every single day
I'm trying to change this shit, I try, I pray
Will I end up in the
System? When's my trial day?
I been had these thoughts as of late
I've been staying up, to the man
You know I pray black people getting killed
It happens every single day
I'm at loss of words
I don't even know what I should fucking say
I don't know if I will become a new number
Will I pass away from a
Glass shatter in my slumber?
I don't go outside a lot
'cause I always fucking wonder
Will I die today? End up
Six feet down and under
One day live in a nation where
They will not be judged by
The color of their skin but by
The content of their character
I been had these thoughts as of late
I've been staying up, to the man
You know I pray black people getting killed
It happens every single day
I'm at loss of words
I don't even know what I should fucking say
I don't know if I will become a new number
Will I pass away from a
Glass shatter in my slumber?
I don't go outside a lot
'cause I always fucking wonder
Will I die today? End up
Six feet down and under
Sons of former slaves and the sons
Of former slave owners will
Be able to sit down together
At the table of brotherhood i have a dream
They say that we don't matter, no
Serving up our heads to the
Police on a platter now didn't do a thing
But our blood is being splattered now
Now you niggas care and all of
The sudden this shit matter now
Oh, this shit matter now
Hands up in the air, I told you not to shoot
Three shots go off, the bullets going through
A black man dead, but this is nothing new
I could get shot for just tying my shoe
Trayvon and Arbery
How many more are there gonna be
Tryna survive in a fucked
Up and flawed society
Knee on my neck, I can't breathe, no
I can't fucking breathe
Open your eyes, all my people wonder
You gon' see
Run away from the truth and the facts
Right in front of your face
Know that you don't wanna see
I know that you afraid
You don't believe me but look
At how we was betrayed opened our arms
Then they turned us into fucking slaves
Remember my daddy told me
"Hands on the wheel"
Don't look into their eyes
They're ready to kill
Don't give an attitude
Stay calm and just stay still
Don't ever say a thing
You know just how I feel
Scared of my own skin
Can't even show emotion
Will I even grow up to the age
Will I be voting?
Problems keep on getting bigger
Big as the damn ocean
Tired of all the homicide and choppa
Pistol toting
Don't know how many times I gotta say
It's hard to confront this every single day
I'm trying to change this shit, I try, I pray
Will I end up in the
System? When's my trial day?
I been had these thoughts as of late
I've been staying up, to the man
You know I pray black people getting killed
It happens every single day
I'm at loss of words
I don't even know what I should fucking say
I don't know if I will become a new number
Will I pass away from a
Glass shatter in my slumber?
I don't go outside a lot
'cause I always fucking wonder
Will I die today? End up
Six feet down and under
One day live in a nation where
They will not be judged by
The color of their skin but by
The content of their character