Be Free. Video (MV)

They ain't have to do em like that
Body in the street
Said he stole from the store roun the block, went up in his pocket and they found the receipt
They ain't have to shoot em in his back
Didn't listen to commands
All he said to the officer is I am not ya boy please do address me as a man
(Boom boom boom) from the loaded gun
Single mother of a child took her only one
Standing at the trial with the officer who did it
Heard the verdict started crying ain't surprising got acquitted
History tell the story of being prejudice
Life only fair for the fair-skinned
It don't even help we're American
The wall keeps in all the terrorists here at home

Raisin in the sun
Blood on the leaves
Mother of the Earth
Burying a black King

Strange fruit hanging
From the Poplar trees
Still we singing, change gon come
Even though we don't see it

And I got my hands up
Don't shoot! I ain't even got a gun shoot a brotha if he stay even if he gotta run
That was just the other day ain't no further that we came
So I got my hands up yelling!
Don't shoot!
I'm reaching for the stars
They shooting at my arms if I stretch too far, shooting at my back if I get too far
Get too far

I've gotta be an actor in a suit
For these crackers and I've gotta hide the truth
For the next eight hours I forget all my roots
Outta fear co-workers might hang me from a neuse
Overtime they den got so used to the mask that I wear they start thinking that it's cool
To talk about blacks gettin shot on the news
Looking to me to agree with their insensitive views
I'mma black man
Worried bout getting home safely
Trigger happy cops got guns off safety
Can't find who they want then I know they gon frame me
Something go missin then I know they gon blame me
Pretty steep price for the land of the free, a price that we pay with our flesh
We ain't really living til the day we see Heaven
We really ain't alive til the day we meet death

Raisin in the sun
Blood on the leaves
Mother of the Earth
Burying a black King

Strange fruit hanging
From the Poplar trees
Still we singing, change gon come
Even though we don't see it

And I got my hands up
Don't shoot! I ain't even got a gun shoot a brotha if he stay even if he gotta run
That was just the other day ain't no further that we came
And I got my hands up yelling!
Don't shoot!
Reaching for the stars
They shooting at my arms if I stretch too far, shooting in my back if I get too far
If if I get too far

Can you hear me now?
I've been crying out
Can you hear me now?
I've been crying out
Can you hear me now?
I've been crying out
Can you hear me now?
I've been crying out

All I need, is to be, is to be Be Free

Raisin in the sun
Blood on the leaves
Mother of the Earth
Burying a black King

Strange fruit hanging
From the Poplar trees
Still we sing, change gon come
Even though we don't see it

And I got my hands up
Don't shoot! I ain't even got a gun shoot a brotha if he stay even if he gotta run
That was just the other day ain't no further that we came
And I got my hands up yelling!
Don't shoot!
I'm reaching for the stars
And they shooting at my arms if I stretch too far, shooting at my back if I get too far
If I get too far

Can you hear me now?
I've been crying out
Can you hear me now?
I've been crying out