[Intro: Bilal]
Oh, brother, hmm
It's still a mystery, yeah
Will you hear my cry?
Won't you hear my plea? Ohhhhh, ohhh
'Cause I'll never know (I'll never know)
How it feels (How it feels)
How it feels (How it feels)
Oh, how it feels (How it feels)
To be
To be
Free
[Verse 1: Bilal]
People swear they woke, but they walking in their sleep
I pray the Lord their souls to keep
Because wolves disguised as sheep patrol our streets
And we all know, that which you sow, you shall reap
Those who do know, you should teach
Through every loophole, we gon' leap until you reach
A common ground and become unbound
Because when your whole town becomes a battleground
Tears raining down
[Chorus 1: Bilal]
Because it ain't fair
It's hard when you're looking for love
And it ain't there
Or trying to read what tomorrow holds
When it ain't clear
Because the well is running dry
Race-tension is running high
Under 21 is far too young to die
My salvation's under fire
This marks a rising of the tide
[Verse 2: Black Thought]
Every day I wear a mask like an umpire
Guess a nigga gotta laugh to keep from crying
Tonight another friend passed on the young side
It's bad 'cause a good friend's hard to come by
Justice is never color blind, never gun shy
For one crime, you may never see the sunshine
We know if one-time's giving you the finger 'round here
It means "fuck you," it's not the number one sign
I hear they turning downtown to the front line
It's something like the same place, but it ain't safe
They took it from the human race to a tank chase
The Devil feeding off hate, so he gain weight
There's tainted waters in the well, so we can't taste
People dazed and amazed, though it ain't grace
Impossible to coexist in the same space
Enter the black saint with the war-paint face
[Verse 3: Bilal]
This generation, we've forsaken all that's real
What emotions do we feel?
Is your poison called a pistol—or a pill?
Some people say, "Let Jesus take the wheel"
Others say, "Thou shall not kill"
But that old time religion ain't gon' pay my bills
We've come so far, yet, here we are
Bruised and scarred, presumed inferior
We ain't scared o' y'all
[Chorus 1: Bilal]
It ain't fair
It's hard when you're looking for love
And it ain't there
Or try to read what tomorrow holds
When it ain't clear
Because the well is running dry
Racial tension is running high
Under 21 is far too young to die
My salvation's under fire
Rising and rising, oh!
[Verse 4: Black Thought]
To my, Arabs, Israelis, Native American, Mexicans
Invested in wrestling with Willie Lynch's next to kin
The rising of the tied noose around the necks again
Look how they try to hide proof of all the excellence
The only tag you know me as? His Holy Swag
Through any glass window, we smash and brodie bags
It's come to pass, I'm unabashed, so we have
An awareness of the only flag that's growing fast
I guess I'm tryna minimize regrets, I identify with death
That don't mean it's not an uninvited guest
I'm just tryna answer all of my requests
And express, in 140 characters or less
Why I'm the best educator, re-legislated, premeditated
Dedicated, heavyweight that ever paid it with blood, not tuition
Without a cop's permission
I got a pot to piss in despite the opposition
Listen
[Chorus 2: Bilal]
Oh, it ain't fair
It's hard when you're looking for love
But it ain't there
Try to read what tomorrow holds
And it ain't clear
Because the well is running dry
And it ain't fair
No, it ain't there
No, it ain't fair
Looking for justice and it's just us
It ain't fair
There's a riot going on out there
And it ain't fair
When your protector is your predator
It ain't fair
No, it ain't fair
No, it ain't fair
Y'all just gon' turn the other way
No, it ain't fair
Turn a bloody cheek on these bloody streets
It ain't fair
It ain't fair
It ain't fair
No, it ain't fair
No, no
No, no
No, no
No, no
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