Lyrics: Samora Pinderhughes
Music: Samora Pinderhughes
You come from a nice big house on a hill
I come from a place where the poor need to steal
I can’t look you in your face without thinking of history
On the same day that they killed Emmitt Till
August 28th, end of the summer
Might go the wrong way, see the death of your comfort
Say the wrong thing, making him suffer
What was his sin? He was the wrong color
Lie to me Lie to me Lie to yourself
Point to your enemies when you need help
I can see how your policies help all your friends
You make money off killing while you play pretend
Lie to me Lie to me Lie to your people
You hold the laws so you can’t be illegal
Lie all the time cause you know it’s a drug
Or maybe a sign, or maybe a FLOOD
Break that, Build back, Break that, Build back (2x) hold fast, hold fast, hold fast, hold fast, Break that, Build back, Break that, Build back
You try and control all the food and the water
You built up a hole where you hide all your dollars
You show up and hold all my cousins for ransom
Years on a bail,
you callin em monsters
Years of appeals, plays to your conscience
I cannot afford to be waiting on options
You like telling stories and
selling me chances
Then in the morning,
You call in the locksmith
Lie to me, Lie to me, Lie to yourself
I can’t abide it, it’s killing my health
I can’t keep it all quiet inside of myself
While people are dying in prisons & jails
Lighters & lighters and burn it all down
Life is a riot when boss own the house
I won’t suffer in silence, yea I seen too much
Now I can’t allow it
Break that, Build back, Break that, Build back (2x) hold fast, hold fast, hold fast, hold fast, Break that, Build back, Break that, Build back
(Are we under attack)