Cam Beats - Black Jesus lyrics

[Intro] Yea You know a wise man once said “Revolution is not an event, revolution is a process” Let us proceed [Verse 1] We ain't heed the warnings about hedonism We preaching for some nihilism My people always caught up in some tragic sh** Make you ask what happened to all the activists n***as all talking no lacing up for the marching, let's try doing some active sh** They ain't nothin' like Malcolm or even Martin Suiting up for the cameras, at least you looking sharp then Its bigger business they building prisons and selling coffins Selling dreams, don't play the auction or egos augment You start flipping they start to flicking, guess we some dolphins Feeling sure then you play the shore once you see the shark fin Wading in the waters Like America would really give a f** about our daughters Uncle Sam ain't never care for the fruit, let alone all the seeds The apples don't fall far from the noose, still hanging on the trees And money is at the root which is why they stopped curing disease It's more profit in a treatment, Church asking for tithes, couple robbers playing deacon What does God need money for? Now why y'all lookin at me funny for? [Hook] American history is a lie, since they altered the facts It's easy to be ahead,if u tamper with stats I was a King before a slave but the books wasn't teaching me that How could I ever hate my skin, n***a? Even Jesus was black (Got a God complex with a God complexion) Even Jesus was black, Riddle me that How could I ever hate my skin, n***a? (Got a God complex with a God complexion) Even Jesus was black [Bridge] One black boy went to college The other black boy stayed home Both got murdered by the police Both of those cops went home America still promoting freedom At the same time they're tapping our phones Uncle Sam still on that bullsh** I hope he catch five to the dome [Hook] American history is a lie, since they altered the facts It's easy to be ahead,if u tamper with stats I was a King before a slave but the books wasn't teaching me that How could I ever hate my skin, n***a? Even Jesus was black (Got a God complex with a God complexion) Even Jesus was black, Riddle me that How could I ever hate my skin, n***a? (Got a God complex with a God complexion) Even Jesus was black