In The Dark Lyrics

How can you not see me

I stand here like my clothing is Hi-Vis

You don't hear me when I speak

Is it something that I missed

No acknowledgement when eyes lock

Just fake smiles and rude stares

These rhythms come from my blues but you never seem to care

You hide behind a mask but not one for public health

Your mask is cunning , devilish , for ego of self

Every four years you come around to take us off the shelf

Right before you put us back in a box of , fuck you niggers thought

No real progress just symbolic victories

Trick knowledge to your targeted communities

Keep your real motives a mystery

Smoke and mirrors

Parlor tricks and gimmicks

Tidbits of truth tied in a web of deception

But we intercepted the reception

Did you think from sea to sea that we dolphins wouldn't whale on you sharks

You're out of your depth, charting in tainted waters

I hope you can hold your breath because I'm done holding mine

Like the calm before the severe storm

Lights blinking

Look a yellow caution sign, Sirens on

Time for you to run and hide

It's a changing of the tide

But I'm still in the dark like an invisible man

In a room full of people who sees him as less than human

Silencing, and hijacking movements

Watching, and critiquing movements

Dehumanizing down to his hue man

Policing brown bodies like who mad you the sun

When mines is breathless from a gun

Lifeless, under constant occupation

And terrorized but it ain't isis

Traumatized yet just trying to live

So let me be, and let me free

But I've been feeling like some ancestors for sometime

Need to leave America and decompress my mind

I have no faith in you or your lies

But I can't afford to fly

I can't afford a lot

Seems my lot in life is a struggle between prison and shit wages

Where I'm from that constant drought seems to be the rule

Some have made it out

Others burnt out, and have heat exhaustion

Losing track of time

But I've been in the wilderness for some years

I'm dying of thirst, but I can't drink my tears

The waters poison

Can't keep pose I suppose they rather I die slow

I'm in a constant state of flight or fight

Preparing a letter for the night

Suicide or ransom note

While my brother spills the blood of another in the same boat

Slowly losing hope

When we're just left in the dark looking for ways to cope

Lady Liberty is guilty of the worse sins but she refuses to repent

A bunch of empty promises, robbing me, collecting dead

But she ain't worth these red cents

She I resent

So I get bent