Charlie Zimbo - Human Rights Day lyrics

[Intro] Shout out Charlie Zimbo Michael Danny Basckin Phila ngezwa Semi-pro, let's get it [Verse 1: Elisha] Look It's like they crafted a jurisprudence for stupid students My eyes are telling white supremacy huge influence I could make a few improvements But being the leader of a student movement Really means just proving that you're super fluent Talk to my people tell them You can do it even when they Probably can't And, probably aren't Gonna ask why the cops Always gotta be armed When, all we've done is talk And nobody's been harmed When all we've got are chants And a lottery chance [Hook] But gla** houses aside I'm sick of these damn ceilings I got, thousands of lines Scrbble my sad feelings In fact, I wrote a note about blacks And crack dealing Cause that's all I really know how to rap And rap's healing [Verse 2] But where can we be African, Zulu and unafraid Cause I often wonder if you were you Who were underpaid Would you listen to Tutu? If we're truthful enough today The truth ain't enough, revolution is underway We gon' make it But I grow tired of pretending That we've waited And soon this entire thing is ending While I'm sending applications And expressing my tremendous admiration For these men who haven't ever had the patience Oh White capital Forge my manacles A little more time to ensure I'm practical Look, if I'm tactical I'll be in and out But I've begun to doubt that it's all tyrannical That's why I'm in the house Wiggin' out Yeah I'm in the house So, pardon my people I'm part of a generation That never gave any pardons or pa**ed any declarations They promised us reparations Now they taking advantage of our patience So, they changing the heart of Mandela's nation They'll harvest what they planted They're asking for devastation If they're placing all their patents and profits in front of patience Don't bother with preparation We've started with education Pray that all the carnage don't our reputation Afraid that all this bondage gon' bind us for generations [Hook] But gla** houses aside I'm sick of these damn ceilings I got, thousands of lines Scrbble my sad feelings In fact, I wrote a note about blacks And crack dealing Cause that's all I really know how to rap And rap's healing [Outro] I don't wanna go right now And I don't wanna say these words out loud But who gon' tell my people's story? Who gon' tell my people's story? Hmmm... I just wanna say thank you to Charlie Zimbo For making this beautiful piece of music And, and Daniel Basckin: musical genius Semi-pro