Advisory - the following lyrics contain explicit language:
They called you "The rise of the Black Messiah" like so many boys before you
And they'll be more, more to follow threatening and hard to swallowI'm sitting underneath that hanging tree, just me and the ghost of the KKK
Poor man's gallows in the middle of the woods - the saddest tree that ever stoodMy friend I heard you tell of slavery's end but have you heard of mass incarceration
That ol' Jim Crow he just keeps getting born with a new hanging rope for the black man's scourgeHey Ol' Man River what do you know of that plantation they call Angloa?
The devil spawned a prison there - the saddest farm that ever livedYour great-granddaddy he worked that land with shackles on his feet and on hands
He built them levees he chopped that can he died in the mud in his chains
Now you stand where he once stood shackles on you all the sameBut he's gonna rise, he's gonna rise and all them lynchers are gonna be damned
When outta that mud walks a brand new manThey called you "The Rise of the Black Messiah" and said they'd do any damn
thing they could to keep ya-
You and your brothers from spreading the word, the gospel of freedom and
Black man's worth40 years in solitary, consider the man they just can't bury
I got this letter in my hand, saying tell this story when you canHe's gonna rise, he's gonna rise and all them lynchers are gonna be damned
When outta that hold walks a brand new man