Owen Roberts
April 26, 2022
New Jersey City Univ.
Acts of Resistance SP2022
Final Intervention Project
For my third intervention and final project I have decided to
write a song that supports and brings to light the problems minorities, people
of color, and Black Americans have living in America. Growing up as a young
Black man, living in the United States for the past 22 years I have either seen,
been apart of, or heard about through my own people/social media/news reports
of many different incidents where racial prejudice, against black people,
occurred.
‘’The Black Lives Matter’’ movement is a movement that was
founded in 2013 to help bring global awareness to black lives and how they are
treated poorly in America. Although the movement is going through turmoil right
now, it was still a pillar to help give confidence to others to start their own
movements to spread awareness and speak their truths and justice.
For my final project I wrote a song to the instrumental beat of
the famous song ‘’Feel it in The Air’’ by rapper Beanie Sigal. I called my song
‘’Opression in the Air’’
‘’Opression in the Air’’ by Owen Roberts,
‘’Man
its crazy how they still doing us
dying
everyday man and they still shooting us
and
I wish we could be heard but they still muting us
time
to stand up man up stop them from moving us
said
its hard to be a black man
hard
to live large when you got black skin
and
they fear me ‘cus my black skin, truly sin, but we never lose, we refuse ‘cus we
built to win
but
its getting tuff all I see is blood and cuffs
how
many lives we gonna lose that’s it enoughs enough
Ya’ll
preaching change? I’m seeing all right thru ya bluff cut it out guns down
spread the peace stop acting tuff
U
got a badge, but you killing off innocent souls
Man
them people all were human they had lives and goals
Now
I’m gettin teary snot runnin down my nose as I think about how they doing us
Man
I’m staying woke
Gotta
move right they killin us all outta spite
Them
boys starting to make doing wrong look like its right
But
we never stopping cus all my people know is fight, picked up a mic, and
starting talking man, give my people rights
Don’t
know what else to do make them hear us talk
Got
tired, stood up, so they could see us walk
I’m
tired of seeing bodies layed up wit that white chalk, kill us in bulk, the
system forcing us to lose hope
400
+ years of this mess
Forget
it, start a riot, shed some tears in this mess
&
I’m starting to move real militant,
Sick
of this mess, why can’t we just spread the peace sick of being oppressed
But
that a talk the white man
Would
love to never have because they love seeing black men and women on they ass
Even
back in them days when we was picking grass, whips to ass, start to get me
angry thinking bout our messed up past
Fast
forward to today, no slavery yup Horay
Instead
they killin us and recording it like its night and day
How
many people brutally keep on getting slayed, I’m counting graves, praying up to
God for them thru this life and I call it pain
Yea,
its insane PTSD all up in my brain, in my domain, they killing us on cam like
we still enslaved
And
they taking bodies and they crossing out our names…
‘’Feel
it in The Air’’ Instrumental
Oppression
in the Air
(92) Feel It In The Air
(Instrumental) - YouTube
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