Sterling Duns:
streets aint safe
brothas still bangin
so im tryna save the same lanes that a young brother was raised in
martyrdom, fashion models in borrowed dresses over them
my last love was ivy league
had to smarten up no dumb moves
my young moves were probably my best
my young crew got strung to seat of success
i refused, was done soon as the greed was addressed
i dont move, not one move, when police suspect
Uh, another day, gets given, heres the takeaway
put a brother in the background like he layaway
You better learn how to backdown to the fadeaway
Cause its afull house in prison cells no mary kate
No bruh grinding until th sun up
knowing it could all be gone if a youngin put his guns up
a black Quaker no savior, but I’m on my Mr. Rustin
So white friends are skeptical and black friends can barely trust him
so thats why we pray

Qubicity:
Pumped through the atmosphere
The fear, the lies, the cheese, the greed, the tears
Incite a riot then they fly in,
A couple thousand buy in
Fueled the flames and made a profit off the fire
Find a new figurehead to martyr
Stage an interview between the children and the father
A lot of, gravel is formed by the pounding of the gavel
Barely underfoot when you're riding in the saddle
The media just falsifies what's never meant to be lies
The media just crucifies from enemy lines
How far does this autolysis go?
We're in the middle of both, between division of foes
The deities facing off with the men from below
Any others is choked, joining Garner in the garden of wrote
Another bloke that's adapted by the molding of clay
One day the people will emerge from the grey...and so we pray

Qil:
Set it off with civil articles, started with the plausible
Made the black face seem inaudible
Didn't think it possible
Disbelief while crawling through the trenches of another social war obstacle
The media's illogical
Gullible to clauses used
Against a people startled to
Thinking we ain't valuable
And thinking we are soluble
Believing we ain't solvable
Based upon the volume of a prejudice so horrible
But we are invaluable
And undissolved when we rise
Inexhaustible and cautious to
The uniformed lies
Dying in ain't optional
Wit signage and some martyrs who
Took a bullet for the truth
Chokehold for the youth
Dreaming forth like oracles
Giving news no choice to choose
To take a minute for these views
And right the rites wrong to you
With this coup we pay our dues
To the justice we pursue
For the people
We the people
Dark storm on the move
and so we pray