Hands up, white flags in the air
My heart is beating me
Waiting for you to meet my glare
my mind is losing me
Criminals long before
Climbing through broken windows.
Convicted long before
“Refusing to disperse”
Criminals long before
Burning down a city block
Convicted long before
Stepping off of the sidewalk
And they'd handpicked the jury
And paid for a judge
Said, "make a deal," with fury
And who are the criminals?
Calm on the sea of "progress"
But on the inside of the wave
The undertow pulls the oppressed
Back against the wall of the cave
Bodies tossed with disrespect
Trying to shed our fears
Nothing's balanced no one's checked
Throwing canisters of tears
Can’t breathe, can’t shed this skin
The street’s the safest place I know
No wrong place wrong time situation
Best case, wrongs are exposed
Yes I know I should back up
But my heart is beating me
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