1. |
Prelude - Lift
02:01
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Lift every voice and sing, 'til earth and Heaven ring
Ring with the harmonies of liberty
Let our rejoicing rise, high as the listening skies
Let it resound loud as the rolling sea
Sing a song full of the faith that the dark past has taught us
Sing a song full of the hope that the present has brought us
Facing the rising sun of our new day begun
Let us march on 'til victory is won
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2. |
Blacklandia: Back Home
05:29
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Searching for a new life in a different space
This world is just too crowded for me
Trying to get back a sense of freedom
Far away from the evil that's haunting me
Finding my way back home
To whence where we came from
Kings and queens on the throne
So find your way back home
Back home
It's time to move on to a better land
(A new frontier to explore, something more)
We're tired of being tired of the devil's work
Cause the truth is this experiment
Has never been about fitting in
So how can we reconcile?
(The government god knows ain't workin for us)
So how can we reconcile?
(If the peace officer can't make peace they who can we trust?)
Finding my way back home
To whence where we came from
Kings and queens on the throne
So find your way back home
Back home
So many dreams we lost
Who's to pay for the cost?
So many people / we lost
So many dreams / we lost
So many evils
So many people
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3. |
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B-L-A-C-K
Black
Black
BL-AC-K
The color of my skin,
Blackalicious
Bubblelicious
chew me up and spit me
out again
Black, black, black
blatat, tat, tat
I mean African American
America home of the Brave
home of the Free
Are we really free?
I see the way you look at me
BOO!
Did I scare you,
did I make you jump
with my
I'm O.K -I won't hurt you- smile
Chump
Chump, chump
chop, chop,
eat away
cut away
at my
self- esteem
it seems like esteem
but really
I am
steaming
steaming mad
I know you're glad
cuz
I can't hurt you
1, 2, 22,62,
1492
Is that when
the first wave
of
Africans became American?
Home of the Brave
Home of the Free
Free
Free
Look and
Fuckin'
see
The chains
that are holding me
tight
tight
tight
so I won't forget
that my people
OUR people were
Stolen, traded, bartered for
You were bold, brave and free
that's why you put us in chains
so you could stifle me
You stole a mother, a father, a sister, a brother
a people, a culture, a heritage
but you can't take a
legacy
of warriors
queens
and
kings
founders
inventors
philosophy
and the
essence
of civilization
Shit
without us
how could you
survive,
think,
build
write
rule
rule, rule
You better go to school
but don't let those schools
fool you
You just get a paragraph in those history books
Blacks were slaves
Lincoln freed them
The End
They made him a hero
but the slave books read zero…
capitalism that is,
you were no longer lucrative
June 19th
We say Juneteenth
Free at last
Free at last
Thank God Almighty
We're Free at last
Freedom past
past, past
past right by
before Africans became Americans
OR was it the VOTE
Or that Rosa said NO!
Ooh they gonna get mad
some would say
but many people were glad
glad, glad
that they marched
marched
marched in the street
sprayed by water hose
bitten by dogs
just so we could
sit
where we wanted to on the bus
after a long day on our feet
feet
feet
It will be a defeat
If you don't remember those four little girls
they didn't die in vain
so that we could gain
a high school
drop out rate
of something insane
Oh we shall overcome
Power to my people
Niger
Negro
Afro
African
African-American
Do you know what time it is?
Hyphen is just a bridge
A bridge to what?
White consciousness
Please don't hyphenate me
Me, me
That is
black
Black
BLACK
Is it just the color of the skin
the coil of my hair
or the consciousness
that we are in,
in, in
aware that is
Where Home of the Brave
Home of the Free
it's just a wallet
Please Mr. Policeman
DON'T SHOT
ME
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4. |
Invisible
04:02
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In the night I am invisible
You know you may not see
That I'm invincible
The pain and suffering of wounds that never heal
But we gotta keep holding on
Holding on an on and on
(Or are we just invisible?)
Holding on an on and on
(Or are we just invisible?)
We were born to die
As time stands still
The years come and go
The future's my biggest fear
A broken record spins
The same ol song
How can we keep holdin on
The walls are closin in on me
More and more till I can't breathe
My mind keeps on spinning
If I fall please catch me
The road ahead's a scary one
I'll close my eyes until we're done
And you can be the guide
I hope we see the light
Through the darkness you will find
Find some peace of mind
Through the rain the sun gon' shine
Shine on my brothas and sistas
Who lost their way, it won't be long
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5. |
Interlude - Grace
00:47
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Amazing Grace, How sweet the sound
That saved a wretch like me
I once was lost, but now am found
T'was blind but now I see
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6. |
Hotter Than July
03:35
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When they shipped us over as slaves
Made us struggle in the field till we fell in the grave
Then they noosed up our necks and hung us from the trees
Burned our bodies down as we bled on the leaves
Mmm…Now they tellin us we still equal even though i
The narrative still the same so
Don't Ask Why…I'm Hotter Than July
Don't Ask Why…I'm Hotter Than July
When they tried to keep us from equality
We had to march hand in hand just to be free
They they beat us till we bled and they hosed us down
Put the dogs on us rippin our knees on the ground
Don't ask why…I'm Hotter than July
Don't ask why…I'm Hotter than….
Don't try to tell me All Lives Matter
Cause it really doesn't matter to me
When the people who fought and died
For your freedom is Still trying to be free….
Hotter….I'm hotter
Hotter…I'm hotter
When a young baby cries when his daddy dies
Holdin up his two black hands…oh lord!
When a brotha man chokes and can't reach for his throat
Cause they afraid of his two black hands…oh lord!
When I continue to think that we is on the brink of becoming extinct
All because of my two black hands….
Don't ask why…I'm hotter than July
Don't ask why…I'm hotter than July
Don't ask why…I'm hotter than July
Don't ask why…I'm hotter than July
Don't ask why…I'm hotter than July
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7. |
Fatherless Child
04:21
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He met her and didn't sweat her
Cuz he knew that that would get her
Set the trap (CLAP)
As a kid he went from love her
And never gonna forget her
To never looking back (CLAP)
From a long line of born to's
From the avocado farm to the orange juice
Miss nothin don't miss nothin
They telling kids they can be like him and get somethin
Not trying to preach, but maybe God's needed
Or maybe there ain't one and that's the line that should really be repeated
Top seeded seeds
Are no match for greed
Usually grow old only to realize how they've been cheated
Be ez
Even when it's not
Don't worry bout getting got
Rather what you got
Fatherless child's father
Was a fatherless child
And guarantee he ain't forgot.
Sometimes I feel like a fatherless child
Sometimes I feel like a fatherless child
Sometimes I feel like a fatherless child
A long way from home
I wanna run and find a place to call home
Gonna find my space to a place I call home
I wanna run and find a place to call home
A long way from home
Sometimes I feel like a fatherless child
Sometimes I feel like a fatherless child
Sometimes I feel like a fatherless child
A long way from home
A long way from home
A long way from home
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8. |
Not My President
04:31
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Black Lives Matter
Her Life Matters
Our Lives Matter
And he's not my President!
No, he's not my President
Climb the ladder
This wall will shatter
Because brown lives matter
And he's not my President!
No, he's not my President
The rich gets richer
While the poor get poorer
Time to say no more
And he's not my President!
No, he's not my President
What will be our fate
As we stand at the gate
Say NO to the hate
And he's not my President!
No, he's not my President
What is history
Without her story
No more Misogny
And he's not my President!
No, he's not my President
Let every man woman and child
Hold hands and sing out proud
And say "We Will Not Allow"
For him to be our president
No, he's not my president
Black Lives Matter.
Her Life Matters
Our Lives Matter
And he's not my President!
No, he's not my President
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9. |
Postlude - Sparrow
02:01
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Why should I feel discouraged?
And why should the shadows come?
Why should my heart feel lonely
And long for heavenly home
When Jesus is my portion?
And my constant friend is He
You know, his eye is on the little sparrow
And I know he cares for you and me
His eye is on the little sparrow
And I know God is watching over you and me
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10. |
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In the night I am invisible
You know you may not see
That I'm invincible
The pain and suffering of wounds that never heal
But we gotta keep holding on
Holding on an on and on
(Or are we just invisible?)
Holding on an on and on
(Or are we just invisible?)
We were born to die
As time stands still
The years come and go
The future's my biggest fear
A broken record spins
The same ol song
How can we keep holdin on
The walls are closin in on me
More and more till I can't breathe
My mind keeps on spinning
If I fall please catch me
The road ahead's a scary one
I'll close my eyes until we're done
And you can be the guide
I hope we see the light
Through the darkness you will find
Find some peace of mind
Through the rain the sun gon' shine
Shine on my brothas and sistas
Who lost their way, it won't be long
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Will Hammond Jr. San Francisco, California
Singer-songwriter Will Hammond Jr. hails from the San Francisco Bay Area. He co-wrote the hit song "Hold You Tight" for
Warner Bros. artist Tara Kemp which went Top 3 on the Billboard Pop & R&B charts.
In 2008 his cd project entitled "To Be Continued..." turning heads via iTunes, Pandora and other social media streams.
Look out for his new project coming soon!
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