Various Artists — Processions

[Verse 1] All bet, song set All black everything Can’t afford to see ‘em die Pawn that wedding ring Screams throughout the congregation Sunday best is soaking wet Tensions thick as shackles And the casket ain’t been open yet Babies feel the elders’ pain They crying but they don’t know what’s wrong But it won’t be long Grief make you get your grown folk on Choirs singing Half are in the spirit Half don’t hear it Halfway broken Met demise but met the maker Pastor said it Hard to see through blurry vision Puffy-eyed, there’s mercer[?] victims Word is healing Some with comfort Others here but spurn religion Hallelujah while the mama holler too soon But finally breaks her And I relate but men don’t cry We’re too cool so I refrain See more die then get degrees But who decides what’s meant to be From suicide to centuries of you and I vs bigotry Hope that heavens waiting Maybe death is taking life’s control But tell them that to his family Right my bad, I’m quiet, eyes are closed [Chorus] Got my black shoes, got my black suit, oh Tribute tattoos, R-I-P shirt, oh Heard the bad news, left me confused, dumb (x2) [Verse 2] Funeral processions Mothers clutching casket handles Dignified in shambles Numbed in pain, no answers The result of deadly force abused by fools with badges White supremacists with mental illness and mega privilege Can’t explain the pain Galaxy await [?] displays the love Our foster raging hate Justice is overdue And I can hardly wait My people know the truth They speak it everyday Politicians, those cowards deliver fake flowers Helicopters they hover, big brother, state power Bullets flowing endless, victims mainly defenseless Not the aggressor, they reckless, police enforce repression A life meaningless, fuck it now, I get tomorrow Deepest sorrow, my soul hollow, no role models COINTEL did them well, may they rot in hell They been plotting our demises since we developed cells [Chorus] Got my black shoes, got my black suit, oh Tribute tattoos, R-I-P shirt, oh Heard the bad news, left me confused, dumb (x2) [Verse 3] Got bodied by 12, then carried by 12 Men All cried their tears When no one was near Them Black life is in season We grieving this evening Abusing the rules and it happens too frequent Eulogy while in your youth is nothing new to me Even with the proper proof immune to scrutiny Apparently my destiny is die from weaponry We pouring out Bottles I bought extra Hennessy No therapy gon’ give a nigga longevity A rarity is making past age 70 Long as melodies play, we gon’ stay heavenly Soon as we leave this space, it might get deadly Money hungry on that power struggle Quick to bring a trouble Scared the youngins, waiting, getting scuffled Must be slavery, muscle run up on your leave, you’re late in puddles Mothers left to wondering, the moment’s notice Life can turn to shambles, dreams will crumble [Chorus] Got my black shoes, got my black suit, oh Tribute tattoos, R-I-P shirt, oh Heard the bad news, left me confused, dumb (x2)