STROBELITE

Black out Black out So bright Just like strobe light Black out Black out So bright Just like strobe light Lord, bury me in white sheets. Heard the bodies the hit concrete 'Fore they ever touched a daisy root Watch it grow in the blood, sweat, and tears of the whole hood Black as the dirt of earth where I'm finna return I ain't finna sit back watch this whole world burn This is not black on black This is not white or black This is just matter of fact Or the fact of the matter is Made it out the projects Without ever being processed I won't make bout my blackness They be tippy toeing round classes (Mmm) Black out Black out So bright Just like strobe light Black out Black out So bright Just like strobe light War got the whole world torn Every night I toss and turn But if God wrote books And the Lord sent men What's the place of man named "priest " All I really do is speak to the hearts of the folks in the streets Cuz we all want peace (yeah we all want peace) All these talking heads All these mouths unfed Yet they been open and mourning Waiting for the dawning peak But there's more to see than harm being done by armies which line the pockets of kings But the light might still peak on peace Black out Black out So bright Just like strobe light Black out Black out So bright Just like strobe light