Solillaquists of Sound - Black Guy Peace lyrics

What happened to your revolution black?
All this talk turned
Ears off the act now they pay money for
Convenience the fiend is a
Telemarketer with double meanings
For a dream reached inside the seams the
African medallion’s a diamond x is
A spot again marked
On the next man’s island most activists don’t
Act yet wanna push towards
Land with a conglomerate
Pact do this what’s it gonna take
Telling liberty to strip naked and make my
Freedom shake for nada? We oughta
Do something worth more than working a
Living to earn 6 dollars
(nah, I make more than that, dog) oh my bad
You make 10 but nine times out of you got
Broke friends' and they all
Got a vice the bar becomes
A prophet of marginal
Advice targeting your type who fall
To any hype like, "
Man, you gotta live and let live, " but
The government didn’t listen you preaching
To the wrong kid
Re-jog your memory' and do me a favor
Remember the real enemy you’re killing me!
I promote peace not a
Savior with a ballot box youth
On the streets take a
Sneak peak' we’ll see the law go martial
I’ll be opposing with a life long
Art-show consider me radical
Loud voice to the
Cattle folk revolution ain’t a song
Turn off the radio and let the
Rest go public you bought
The album but you only get so much from it

What’s happening? Can’t believe
Rap done turned
To this monkey see monkey make
A platinum hit cause niggas nowadays be
On some strange fruit shit

Do da Strange Fruit! Do da Strange Fruit!
Do da Strange Fruit! Do da Strange Fruit!

Unrelenting servants scared
To question massa plan
Culture on the move like chaos
And people stop taking a stand
They’re sayin trade is good
I got no space to complain
Slavery, it pays okay and
Mostly just to hang, but
Whatcha gonna do with all that mess?
All that mess when there’s no time left?
Whatcha gonna do when time to move
Arrives and put it's hands on you?

What’s happening? Can’t believe
Rap done turned
To this monkey see monkey make
A platinum hit cause niggas nowadays be
On some strange fruit shit

Health is a chance to
Prevent your out-of-sync
And art is the witness to you
Making what you think and feel
Scrutiny be rep for common sense
Intuition higher form of reasonable dissent
Most are content to let it be
But well-spoken is a savior in
The land of silent bravery

All I wanted was my two front teeth
(turning point) now I want that and you
Free devastated from the first
Time I heard of black men
Hanging in trees yet
We fight the power still with blackface for
Cheese? Used to live up to the
Birth of hip hop now we wear a
Crucifix and pimp the gift shops politics
Rule over people period our position on the
Pyramid is proof of trained images

In my hum, my hum, my humble opinion
We have been dumbed down
My love, my love, my lovely ladies lumped
Into one sum now when will you REBEL?
When will you REBEL? When will you REBEL?