YC The Cynic - The N Word lyrics

[Intro] God, n***a, king! God, n***a, king! God, n***a, king! God, n***a, king! God, n***a, king! God, n***a, king! God, n***a, king! God, n***a, king! God, n***a, king! God, n***a, king! God, n***a, king! God, n***a, king! [Verse 1] People that fought, but what were they fighting for? All of our rights ignored, or rights to a word? Innocent lives lost, ignorant minds Holdin' the power to pause, or any power to search I'm looking to find a source Maybe the wounds started healing with time Or it's something we learned Or maybe it's a bunch of individual beliefs Cause there's always someone trying to give you that speech [Hook] What did you call me? I ain't no n***a though I know you didn't know But I ain't no n***a though What did you call me? I ain't no n***a though I know you didn't know But I ain't no n***a though [Verse 2] People that fought, but what were they fighting for? All of our rights ignored, or rights to a word? What seem to ignite us more? Invoking riots and breaking silences at the sight of a bigot at work We fighting with picket swords Swinging at fences like Barry Bonds Swinging for fences while straining our shirts I meditate on it while I inquire the God [testing?] the choir I'm trying to enjoy some quiet in church No answers in Heaven though, just some more questions I did a little reflecting and came back the same way But if changing a bad neighborhood to be good is good Then why isn't changing bad words the same thing I see it as words having power if you let 'em have power I ain't letting no term control me As if it was your meaning that was holding me back But there's always somebody trying to overreact [Hook] [Bridge] Gods, n***as, kings, call it out. (x7) If words are real, then which are you?