The Bullet

Sing: I'm a woman,
I'm a man,
I'm a mother,
I'm a father,
I'm a daughter,
I'm a son,
I'm a sister,
I'm a brother,
I'm a teacher,
I'm a preacher
I'm a victim,
I'm a true survivor!
Who is trying to stay alive?
I'm fighting this battle partially every day and night.
Sunrise to sunset because it is too hard to stay alive,
In this world, we are living. It's hard to keep alive......
The bullet

We need to get it right!
We need to exercise our Bill of Rights
Until we can get it right
We must type on our keypad
We must inscribe it on a stone
Until we get it right!
The bullet lands on our
Front lawn
Public streets
Playgrounds
House doors
School doors
Church doors
Farmers door
Convenience store doors
Subsection made of lots
Subsection made of blocks
The large section made of cemetery burial plots
1,2,3,6 graves
Therefore, we won't be ignored!
Those stray bullets blazed
Blood lands onto the
Innocent children's staircases
We should never be overlooked!
For now and evermore,
We won't be standing in fear
We shall end all violence
Therefore, we stand here with a peaceful motivation of silence
In remaining, we will harmonize within our kismet
Suddenly, three rods made a dynamic public announcement about where humanity came from, from Tennessee to Washington, DC.

There were two out of three.
Tennessee three were expelled for tampering with the well; however, they spared the rod of one.
The persecutors were so colored-blind
They obligated the vision of white
They forbid the sights of
Black
Brown, or
Other.
They peacefully exit out center stage with their heads up high
Because their wells were never dry.
Humanity March on; they continue the battle.
Meanwhile, the two rods' demption were tested, which reinstated revolutionary Robinhood Ionics
The proclamation as prophesied by our proud fathers
We are exhausted by the toxic bias of Congress's fascist debates
We are praying for tomorrow's children to endure peace for eternity, for goodness sake
We are Hoping the bullet won't knock on heaven's door
It is endless hitting at innocent men hinges
One bullet
Two bullets
Three bullets
Six bullets
ct humankind's
cll guarded by the government's clutches
The masters pretend to close their eyes
Because “Lady Justice” is pandemically blind.
When the people formed affirmative action to cease and seize the bullet, the puppet masters played on deaf ears.
If they refuse to stop, it might inflate their monopolized profits.
Legacy is the franchise to rule the world of prosperity, which is not meant for ordinary folks like you and me.
The final decision shall stand behind the casualties of bullets complied to linger.
The puppet masters forever guarded and paid the heavy ransom for the mighty stray bullets.
LYRICS/VOCcL BY Black Pearl
PRODUCER BY JcHMcLc DOWNER
EXECUTIVE PRODUCER BY MORDECcI CcMPBELL& ScDE KEcRNEY, ZHL COLLECTIONS, INC.