Black Joy. Black Peace. Black Justice.

America's on fire They gonna burn those cities down The president's a tyrant Ain't no reparations going 'round It's been burning deep inside Got us held down to the ground Fed up, strung out, on fire Just pawns in their playground Need to pull up Don't slow down To fight this 'Til it's ours Need to pull up Don't slow down To fight this 'Til it's ours Ooh-ooh-ooh Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh Ooh-ooh-ooh Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh We'll be fanning all the flames For queen and country, you're to blame Take to the streets like Groundhog Day Marching on, we'll say their names They say move on, the war is over Our histories are not the same But it's too late to talk it over We know this time, we need a change Need to pull up (need to pull up) Don't slow down (no, don't you slow down) To fight this (we need to fight this) 'Til it's ours ('til it's ours) Need to pull up (need to pull up) Don't slow down (no, don't you slow down) To fight this (we need to fight this) 'Til it's ours ('til it's ours) Ooh-ooh-ooh Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh Ooh-ooh-ooh Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh Ooh-ooh-ooh Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh Ooh-ooh-ooh Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh