When we gonna let my people go?
Maybe gotta burn some bridges, bridges, bridges...
Some of y’all got me nervous to visit
Your words keep serving the wicked
They’re determined to hurt us and - shit, you’d’a heard, if you listened
Surely you’ve witnessed some shit you could learn from
Perched at the tip, still purposely missing the message
Ignorance is bliss, I guess
When the innocent resist, best stir up division with questions
“Is it legitimate?”
“My friend says ‘Statistic: arrests get worse when you give em aggression’”
“Systemic oppression’s been negligible ever since X quit disturbing the village”
Reckless
Feckless
Obscuring assertions of victims
Insistent to further diminish respect in your perspective
Really gotta question your direction
You’re making me not wanna cross
Shit’s obviously wrong
And your threads are disconnected
Decrepit foundations
Neglected and ancient
Way past when shoulda been inspected
Way back then shit was less than epic
Now it’s payback sent for the debt collection
We know we owe these folks a few flaming arrows
Keep hold of each bow and stay aiming careful
Be bold
We can blow these police drone b-holes to pieces - sorta like Tacoma Narrows
And those of us close to Pharaoh know there’ll be hope
If we dare to revolt and share each resource available
To thwart these terrible sorts that enforce the barriers
When we gonna let my people go?
Maybe gotta burn some bridges, bridges, bridges...
When we gonna let my people go?
Maybe gotta burn some bridges, bridges, bridges...
When we gonna let my people go?
Maybe gotta burn some bridges
Might gotta learn sum’n different
Might gotta spurn chums if’n they can’t turn some interest to the stern sumbitches
That ensure some kids live in absurd conditions
Where your surface skin means you deserve to be stricken or worse
They’re committing frickin murder
You sit and don’t listen, you’re encouraging the system
Aw shit, it’s infrastructure week
Look at all them things we’re gonna need
Look at all them bridges crumbling
Pillars tumbling to the river underneath
At least everybody’s drinking something clean
Flint’s recovering, isn’t it?
Whatchu mean, sinking trust in these dicks in governing positions'd be akin to leaving the lid undid in a submarine?
Wh-what, what?
Shit, I think we done sprung a leak, huh
What’s this stuff that keeps bubbling up?
What does it mean that it’s underneath us?
If we dug deep, would we overcome, or get stuck?
No one’s gonna let up
Get fucked if you go against what’s gonna float the most boats
When the flowing gets rough, get to showing up in shoulder pads
Don’t try to act like you don’t know enough and no one tried to show your ass
We’re over that
Told that joke, and nope, no one laughed
Here’s hoping that the holding-back role’s a whole boner-bag
Here’s hoping that you choke and gag on a bowl of maggots with broken fragments of glass in it
That’s if you don’t go and close the gash below your nose when you don’t know the half of what’s happening
This blast from the past is past “almost fascist”
If you don’t smack it back, you’re almost as bad
And no, I won’t relax
We were gaslit
The facts were redacted from class
We were sold a fat pile of crap while these bastards patrol the map
Hiding attacks behind their badges, like they’re supposed to crack bones with bats
And snatch phones that capture black holes they have where souls go
Oh, it’s so sad
My bow’s packed for those showing no compassion to folks blasted at home, choked, thrown and gassed
When we gonna let my people go?
Maybe gotta burn some bridges, bridges, bridges...
When we gonna let my people go?
Maybe gotta burn some bridges, bridges, bridges...
When we gonna let my people go?
Maybe gotta burn some bridges
Might gotta learn sum’n different
Might gotta spurn chums if’n they can’t turn some interest to the stern sumbitches
That ensure some kids live in absurd conditions
Where your surface skin means you deserve to be stricken or worse
They’re committing frickin murder
You sit and don’t listen, you’re encouraging the system
