RAHS MESSAGE PT.1 LyricsIs this the land of the free or the home of the braves? More like the land of the chains and the home of the slaves? I mean, it's cool to think about amber waves of grain, but no one ever mentions the tall trees that sway when strange fruit hang. And that's a damn shame. No one listens. No one pays attention to the fact that this country sold postcards with photos of lynchings
That ain’t it though, they justify killing black men for whistling at white women, but then go, sexually harass black women under the belief that they all naturally nymphos all because of her skin tone. So am I wrong for feeling like, fuck them Stars and Stripes? Cus all it ever gave my people was bars and pipes and AIDS and guns? So how can I pledge to the flag my life? When under the flag the United States federal government denied my grandmother her rights. So I feel like I'm right when I'm like, fuck the liberty bell, forged by bruised, battered and burned slave hands, or these jails, that are like time machines, because when a nigga doing time, they just turn them into a slave again. So we master the pen, thankful Nat Turner gave us the script and channel our rage into this.