Fire & Earth Interlude (feat. Ernestine Johnson Morrison)

I'm speaking, I'm speaking, okay?
 Silent no more
 The blood of our people are rising from the shores
 Ascending from the sand
 Straight to our hands
 Dripping from our finger tips
 Yelling, kicking, screaming
 And dreaming
 See, they were here and know they're gone
 And we didn't even have to say so long
 Because they gave us the blueprint
 Sat in, marched, slaughtered, and lynched for this shit
 But we'd rather sit around, clout chasing, get money and gloat
 Everybody got time, everybody want smoke
 You can tweet and you can type, but did you motherfuckers vote?
 I dare you to vote
 I dare you to leave the trap
 I dare you to learn more about your credit score
 I dare you to know less about sports and own more houses and stores
 Own some shit you could really call yours
 'Cause, news flash, it ain't really your hood if you ain't own no doors
 I dare you to rap about anything other than your pussy
 Or how good you suck his-
 How good you look and how tight your Fashion Nova fit
 I remember when rap queens really used to spit
 Like really used to kick shit
 Would look you dead in the face and say "Who you calling a bitch?"
 But now it's just so wet, how wet is it?
 Is it as wet as our ancestors who were thrown overboard who drowned soaking wet?
 Like sweat beads running down Harriet's neck?
 Wet like immigrants swimming across borders until they get to freedom?
 Is it wet like Tamika Mallory's back as she marched down to Louisville, Kentucky for Breonna Taylor as she put her life on the front line?
 Not knowing if it would be her last time
 How wet is it?
 'Cause Breonna Taylor was here
 George Floyd was here
 Ahmaud Arbrey was here
 Rayshard Brooks was here
 Ronald Green was here
 Elijah McClain was here
 Jamrion Robinson was here
 And now they're gone
 And we didn't even get the chance to say so long