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Osinachi Nwaneri
Osinachi Nwaneri
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Kingsley Chimaloke Okafor
Kingsley Chimaloke Okafor
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Jesus wasn't white He was really brown skinned Once I knew that - that's when I found him They'll say they love you They strung him up too They want his blood He was Black He's the Son Jesus wasn't white He was really brown-skinned If they knew, I wonder if they'd have crowned him Traveled to lands to tell people they found him Baptized the savior, or round the others and drown them Eve was a black woman, mother of nations Her DNA carries all gene variation So black girl magic is scientifically accurate The browner the skin, the more the immaculate Maybe religion just controls our decisions When ya oppressor kill ya, all you do is forgive'm We read The Good Book wrong, left us disabled See God tore up the earth, and Jesus was flipping tables You show up at work, get pennies for all your labors Then try to tithe away racism and bad behaviors Can't relate to a white god, or pray They still crucify black men today What that say Jesus wasn't white He was really brown skinned Once I knew that - that's when I found him They'll say they love you They strung him up too They want his blood He was Black He's the Son Jesus wasn't white He was really brown skinned Once I knew that - that's when I found him They'll say they love you They strung him up too They want his blood He was Black He's the Son He was one of us What would you do for your maker The Puritans and Quakers Chained black bodies and sold them off to Jamaica The Spaniards invaded everybody for Catholicism Killed every native and they said it was through God's wisdom Then there were Crusades, they fought for who stays In Jerusalem, Muslim or Christian, and who prays Called us the Sons of Ham, to justify slaves But saw slaves doing voodoo, and they would call them depraved Or superstitious - or maybe witches Beat it out of'em using whips and even switches Convert us all to Christians, their God'll lift us Our Bible talked of hope, their Bible talked of riches Our preachers talked of freedom Their preachers talked of ruling I questioned everything, I did a little schooling In Bible study, sat next to a white guy He asked when I found God, I replied Jesus wasn't white He was really brown skinned Once I knew that - that's when I found him They'll say they love you They strung him up too They want his blood He was Black He's the Son Jesus wasn't white He was really brown skinned Once I knew that - that's when I found him They'll say they love you They strung him up too They want his blood He was Black He's the Son He was one of us He was one of us He was one of us Jesus wasn't white He was really brown skinned Once I knew that - that's when I found him They'll say they love you They strung him up too They want his blood He was Black He's the Son Jesus wasn't white He was really brown skinned Once I knew that - that's when I found him They'll say they love you They strung him up too They want his blood He was Black He's the Son He was one of us
Writer(s): Osinachi Nwaneri, Kingsley Okafor Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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