Song
It's About To Go Down
DJ Kay Slay, Ghostface Killah, Busta Rhymes, Junior Reid
Homage, 2020, EnglishLyrics
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It's DJ KaySlay, the drama king
We're in some crucial times right now
Everyday we're experiencing our brothers and sisters getting
Beaten or murdered, all because the color of our skin
Well I have a serious question I wanna ask all you racists out there
If someone killed your family member for
No reason, what the fuck would you do?
It's about to go down, it's about to go down
You don't wanna go down, don't let it go down
Don't wanna see my people blood on the ground
I want my people to be safe and sound
So long they be holding us down
Take yourself from off the ground
Yo, ayo, I'm on the couch, burning a big spliff
Big lion head on the chest, links encrusted with big shit
Face on frown like I changed the diaper
NBC, Fox News, it's getting me hyper
Should I go grab it, boat out the crib and expose the sig
Let the torch go John Wick and roast the pig?
My ambition is to slay cops
With Allah's permission, the prison system, they kill us on 8 o'clock
I can't breathe, the whole USA watch
Strangle a sergeant and just let his bae watch
Autobiography of Alex Haley
We pick cotton next to that little house on the prairie
They still killing our babies, it's so scary
'Posed to be fighting crime but already leery
And I ain't marching for shit, shout out Malcolm X
The next pig to kill a black kid leave his outfit wet
It's about to go down, it's about to go down
You don't wanna go down, don't let it go down
Don't wanna see my people blood on the ground
I want my people to be safe and sound
So long they be holding us down
Take yourself from off the ground
Black man, tired of talking
I got a question, what's in your heart and the way that you walking?
The revolution's ready to start, I hear you say that shit often
A police gonna spark, somebody lay in a coffin
They killed the father, now the child is an orphan
In shop class, he made a statue of his dad out of porcelain
Quiet in my space until you ask with appointment
Please protect this black child, I ain't bringing bad news to Jocelyn
The one who whip it through the town
Just to conversate in Rolls Royce wind
Reflect on times when they would rip off our own skin
Keep walking in the light of your own king
Protect your homies over protect your own kin
Shining light is what the words and the flow bring
Simple like the gold I rap when I toe in
Control the room like I'm doing the hosting
Tired of black death, you constantly posting
Equal rights and justice for everyone, you see
Only that can give us love and unity
Find back the joy and harmony
So we can have a better society
It's about to go down, it's about to go down
You don't wanna go down, don't let it go down
Don't wanna see my people blood on the ground
I want my people to be safe and sound
So long they be holding us down
Take yourself from off the ground
You coulda black, coulda white, coulda yellow or brown
From you are racist, you fi leave outta town
You coulda pink, coulda red, you coulda purple, coulda blue
From you are racist, you heart it nuh true
Two two twin, woah, hoii, woii
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