Soundtracks - Go Tell 'Em by Vic Mensa lyrics

[Sample] Go tell em, go tell em Go tell em, go tell em Go tell em, go tell em [Verse 1] Go tell em, I’m gon' tell what they don't tell 'em We been under water since they threw us in the boat Sellin cotton pickin’ blues Rock and roll, real role builders Serving white America before we was dope dealing Brick laid the birth of a nation, it’s the Roc White house, black man, plantation, it’s Barack But we still can’t cross the street Without the cops trynna Zimmerman us while the whole neighborhood watch They chained us to the auction block but now we changin’ the locks ‘Cause even Bill O’Reilly daughter out here drinkin’ Ciroc Now that’s what I call the 21st Century Fox Where Megyn Kelly try to tell me Santa’s white It's in town Murder us right? I just remember rap stars the new Bach I pull strings like the orchestra, shut down your corporate Nat Turner Run up in the doors to your Nordstrom with a hundred n***as ready And a hundred thousand more for ya [Hook] I see the future Martin Luther dreamt when he was a man I feel the blood my momma fought for See the scars on her hand Oh tell me there ain’t no looking back now Oh lord, as far as I ran So take these chains or give me d**h Either way we coming again [Sample] Go tell em, go tell em Go tell em, go tell em Go tell em, go tell em [Verse 2] Stripped from the family Ripped from reality Belly of the beast to the grips of the tragedy Couldn't touch my soul so they whipped my anatomy I re-wrote the script when they thought they had mastered me 1-2-3 Now I'm counting up the casualties Mounting up the calvary Riding with a master piece Shotgun shells show you god when they blast for me Running like a wolf when they send the dogs after me Fighting for my freedom, yes I had the audacity Hangin' from the trees, black blood on the leaves Jumping overboard, black bodies in the sea I die on my feet 'fore I live on my knees So you know I'm not begging if I say "n***a please" [Hook] I see the future Martin Luther dreamt when he was a man I feel the blood my momma fought for See the scars on her hand Oh tell me it ain’t no looking back now Oh lord as far as I ran So take these chains or give me d**h Either way we coming again