Forever Black America Again Lyrics - Common

Here we go, here, here we go again 

Trayvon'll never get to be an older man 

Black children, they childhood stole from them 

Robbed of our names and our language, stole again 

Who stole the soul from black folk? 

Same man that stole the land from Chief Black Smoke 

And made the whip crackle on our back slow 

And made us go through the back door 

And raffle black bodies on the slave blocks 

Now we slave to the blocks, on 'em we spray shots 

Leaving our own to lay in a box 

Black mothers' stomachs stay in a knot 

We kill each other, it's part of the plot 

I wish the hating will stop (war!) and the battle with us 

I know that Black Lives Matter, and they matter to us 

These are the things we gotta discuss 

The new plantation, mass incarceration 

Instead of educate, they'd rather convict the kids 

As dirty as the water in Flint, the system is 

Is it a felony or a misdemeanor? 

Maria Sharapova making more than Serena 

It took Viola Davis to say this 

The roles of the help and the gangstas is really all they gave us 

We need Avas, Ta-Nehisis, and Cory Bookers 

The salt of the Earth to get us off of sugar 

And greasy foods; I don't believe the news 

Or radio, stereotypes we refuse 

Brainwashed in the cycle to spin 

We write our own story, black America again 

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You know, one way of solving a lot of problems that we got is lettin' a person feel that they're important 

And a man can't get himself together until 

He knows who he is and be proud of what and who he is 

And where he come from, and where he come from 

Hot damn, black America again 

Think of Sandra Bland as I'm staring in the wind 

The color of my skin, they comparing it to sin 

The darker it gets, the less fairer it has been 

The hate the hate made, I inherited from them 

But I ain't gon' point the finger 

We got anointed singers, like Nina, Marvin, Billie, Stevie 

Need to hear them songs sometimes to believe me 

Who freed me: Lincoln or Cadillac? 

Drinkin' or battle raps? Or is it Godspeed that we travel at? 

Endangered in our own habitat 

Them guns and dope, man, y'all can have it back 

As a matter of fact, we them lab rats 

You build the projects for, now you want your hood back 

I guess if you could rap, you would express it too 

That PTSD, we need professionals 

You know what pressure do, it make the pipes bust 

From schools to prison, y'all, they tryna pipe us 

Tell your political parties invite us 

Instead of making voting laws to spite us 

You know, you know we from a family of fighters 

Fought in your wars and our wars 

You put a nigga in Star Wars, maybe you need two 

And then, maybe then we'll believe you 

See black people in the future 

We wasn't shipped here to rob and shoot ya 

We hold these truths to be self-evident 

All men and women are created equal 

Including black Americans 

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You know, you know, you know, 

One way of solving a lot of problems that we've got is 

Lettin' a person feel that they're somebody 

And a man can't get himself together until he knows who he is, 

And be proud of what and who he is and where he come from, and where he come from 

We are rewriting the black American story 

We are rewriting the black American story 

We are rewriting the black American story 

We are rewriting the black American story 

We are rewriting the black American story 

We are rewriting the black American story 

We are rewriting the black American story 

We are rewriting the black American story 

We are rewriting the black American story 

We are rewriting the black American story 

We are rewriting the black American story 

We are rewriting the black American story