Lyrics Black America Again - Stevie Wonder , 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
mother's
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
gangsters
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
You
know...
One
way
of
solving
a
lot
of
problems
that
we've
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
annointed
singers
Like
Nina,
Marvin,
Billie,
Stevie
Need
to
hear
them
songs
sometimes
to
believe
me
Who
freed
me:
Lincoln
or
Cadillac?
Drinking
or
battle
raps
or
is
it
Godspeed
that
we
travel
at?
Endangered
in
our
own
habitat
The
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
You
know,
you
know,
you
know.
One
way
of
solving
a
lot
of
problems
that
we've
got
Is
to
let
a
person
feel
like
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
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are
rewriting
the
black
American
story
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are
rewriting
the
black
American
story
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are
rewriting
the
black
American
story
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are
rewriting
the
black
American
story
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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
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