Black & Blue
Trish Cramblet
Song written and recorded to raise money for BLM. 100% of proceeds go to BLM.
Song written and recorded to raise money for BLM. 100% of proceeds go to BLM.
BLACK & BLUE
Put your hands up
where I can see 'em
Keep your mouth shut
I don't need no reason
Hands in the air, knees on the ground
Standard policing
You can try to run
but it's always open season
And these roots run deep
through our collective souls
yielding a thousand mines
just dying to explode
obey the code
All eyes are on you
So suspicious
Some boys in blue
got you on their hit list
Hands on the wall feet spread apart
Your praying for a witness
Though you try to comply
He'll say that you resisted
And these lies bleed red
and they stain every street
same color as the sins
we're destined to repeat
pointy white sheets
I feared for my life
so I had to waste him
Let the spin begin
covering their bases
He's a judge, jury and executioner
keep 'em in their places
You suffered the consequence
of being the wrong race, kid
I didn't pull the trigger
but we're all to blame
And if this fight goes quiet
say their names
say their names
say their names