Look Out There’s A Black Man Coming

Written By Mr ShaoDow

.

VERSE ONE

Now let me begin, there’s people in the world that get under my skin,
Cos people in the world can’t get over my skin,
From within I’ve been struggling to win,
I’m struggling to grin they think I’m running into sin,
They put a wall between us like we Berlin,
So I wish like a djin, to be out of this thing,
Cos the looks and the treatment is wearing so thin.

HOOK

Look out, there’s a black man coming,
People in wheelchairs get up and start running,
Grab your bags, grab your purses, grab something,
Run and find a hiding place, quick there’s one coming.

VERSE ONE (PART TWO)

It’s so stunning, it’s mind numbing,
When I walk into a club they thought I brought a gun in,
I’m resisting shunning, all my fellow people,
It’s just the way it is so I gotta keep all,
My feelings inside, it’s not what I prefer,
Walk into a shop, can I help you sir?
I just came in to explore,
But you can tell that guard to stop following me round the store.

HOOK

Look out, there’s a black man coming,
People in wheelchairs get up and start running,
Grab your bags, grab your purses, grab something,
Run and find a hiding place, quick there’s one coming.

VERSE TWO

Second verse, I’m rehearsed, now I’m immersed,
Gotta burst this curse before worse comes to hearse,
Am I the first to recognise this travesty?
We’re self contained, self concerned, trapped in a mentality and clarity’s,
Black like a cavity, reality’s a parody, please forgive the gravity,
Of my lyric, I’m tired and sick of walking these bricks,
Then people cross the road like they think I’m manic,
Gripping bags to their chest, I’m Not gonna rob you,
Should I wear a sign to put minds at rest?
I feel depressed cos it’s right in front of my face,
How can I win a case when it’s based on race?

HOOK

Look out, there’s a black man coming,
People in wheelchairs get up and start running,
Grab your bags, grab your purses, grab something,
Run and find a hiding place, quick there’s one coming.

I said, look out, there’s a black man coming,
People in wheelchairs get up and start running,
Grab your bags, grab your purses, grab something,
Run and find a hiding place, quick there’s one coming.

VERSE THREE

Tarred with the same brush, I’m in no rush,
I reach minds with each mic I crush,
Can I flush greed and take a new lead; I’ll make my own creed,
Yep, yep I’m the new breed, so I’ll never concede, in this fight,
It’s hard to explain and it’s not black and white,
It’s not black and white? Nah bruv there’s Asians,
And impatience makes altercations,
Truth creations by those in control,
We see what they want, the skin not the soul,
Just to feel whole must I act less than black?
Wear a suit, not a hood, won’t get attacked,
I’m not a piece of faeces, a new species or a thief, please,
I’m a human being I’m just me,
Watch the way I act, not just my colour,
Not all of us attack, there’s no need to run star.

<Echoed voice>
Not all of us attack, there’s no need to run star.

<Echoed voice>
Look out, there’s a black man coming,
People in wheelchairs get up and start running,
Grab your bags, grab your purses, grab something,
Run and find a hiding place, quick there’s one coming.

*POINT OF INTEREST*

A Djin is another word for Genie