​theMIND - A Spike Lee Jawn

VERSE 1
My skin’s the color of cocoa
Ain’t nothin’ sweet about what unfolds
In the heat of the night
Either we run or we fight
Cadillac with tinted eyes
See my 45 keeps me alive
Shoot back or we fall flat
(somebody call 911)
Maybe we should just call back

CHORUS
I just want my 40 acres
FUCK THE MULE
Pay me all my fucking wages
Cause we need justice too
I think I hear some change coming
Hold on bro, my train’s coming
I just want my 40 acres
FUCK THE MULE
Cooking cold bacon baby
Cause we need justice too
I think I hear some change coming
Hold on bro my train’s coming

VERSE 2
Close the cell and lock the door
Break down the wall they just gon’ build up more
Still we get drеssed up and smell nice
Romе is burning I've checked twice
So we go out to clear our heads
We gasp for air and get smoke instead
But if the world wanna crumble
I ain't fumbling pieces
Fuck a dollar and dream
They been selling us feces
I can get a bit of change
But that ain't the change that we needed
Everybody missed the bus
I'm guessing none of them seen it

CHORUS
I just want my 40 acres
FUCK THE MULE
Pay me all my fucking wages
Cause we need justice too
I think I hear some change coming
Hold on bro, my train’s coming
I just want my 40 acres
FUCK THE MULE
Cooking cold bacon baby
Cause we need justice too
I think I hear some change coming
Hold on bro my train’s coming