Black Crow

by a California prisoner June 2020 permalink

Hook:

I don’t want to feel this way no more

I don’t like this pain inside of me

I want to fly free, like the Black Crow

Let me fly free, like the crow.

Verse I:

I got an ill feeling, is this the end of the road for me

So much darkness, constantly shackled never free

I just received a message, one of my nephew’s gone

I’m getting frustrated; did I do something wrong

I been trying to change my ways, to love my brothers

Brother, we keep killing each other, hurting our mothers

What’s the solution; what we gone do with this voodoo

You killing me, I’m killing you, brothers back on the news

Racist faces say that’s all we do, blame them for our fuc ups

But fuc that, because I know they are a part of the set up

Jim Krow, still trying to keep us uneducated

Hate it when we successful, furious when we make it

My Lil DeDe gone, got me real faded; will I make it

Is it another life, that gone be taken

I been talking to myself a lot, thinking it Satan

Don’t nobody really understand me, only when I talk to Satan

Only when I talk to Satan, only when I talk to Satan

^{Off the album “Another Storm”
By Sinden the Poet feat:
Keda Heata
Askari African Lulu Empire Production
Askari Revenge
Records}