Now gold thangs,
Be the new chattel chains,
No change from this game of free labor through pain,
Can you ‘splain why we slain,
Are we threats to your name,
your position in this game,
Or traditions of the same?
Is it us, who would run upon the earth to clear our name
Is it you who would bear upon your chest the mark of Cain
Is it we who would bend upon our knees to quell your shame
Is it thee who gon lie and say you like Barak Hussein
Can you ‘splain
Bantu Biko
Died for us to shoot for free throws
Peep holes right above the prison,
People die so you could listen,
To their culture through attrition,
And get eaten by the pistons of this system,
I see privilege in your vision
I see money as your mission
Chorus
You can see us from the back,
See this black boy run.
You can shoot me from the back,
See this black from run.
You can choke from the back,
See this black man run.
See this black man run.
See this black man run.
See this black man run.
Verse 2
Now see us rollin’,
Over credence that was stolen,
By catchers that look like Holden,
Rye bones with spirits broken
Our flesh is started its moldin’,
Yet our mouths murmur the omens,
Just watch as they search for totems,
Parables upon a scale the size of oceans,
Fuck your notion,
Fuck your sentence,
Fuck the jury you be renting,
Fuck the privilege your lamenting,
Your 401k and pension,
This that tension that this country,
Leaves in digital suspension,
While they count up on my mentions,
like stars in different dimension,
Yo gon ride with our dissention,
Or die while you repenting,
I see money as your vision
I see privilege as your mission,
You gon ride with our dissention,
or die while you repenting,
I see money as your mission,
I see privilege as your vision.
As soon as I heard the song Like Really I just had to buy the album. Then I finished listening to all the songs, and knew I made a good choice. Oddisee is one of the best hip hop artists on bandcamp. Devin Anderson