Hanging Tree - Elijah Blake

Who’s that man I see

Underneath the hanging tree?

He looks just like me

So tell me, am I really free?

Coulda been my mother, crying for my brother

And everybody, everybody, everybody’s praying for peace

But who’s gonna protect us from the police?

Keep these chains off me

'Cause I don’t wanna be another seed underneath the hanging tree

Pray for me

Lord, don’t let me be another seed underneath the hanging tree

Brands on our bodies (The color of fruit)

Color of purple fruit (Shoo-doot)

Power of the black dollar (Black dollars, black dollars)

Spent on designers that don’t give a damn about you

I, I wonder sometimes

Am I just living to die?

(Living to die)

'Cause the way they do my kind, I just wanna cry

Chains off me

I don’t wanna be another seed underneath the hanging tree

Pray for me

Lord, don’t let me be another seed underneath the hanging tree

Take these chains off me

Free me

I don’t wanna be another seed underneath the hanging tree

Take these chains off me

Free me

Lord don’t let me be another seed underneath the hanging tree

Take these chains off me