Lyrics
What a heartbreaking story I’m about to tell, of 14 year old George, a little boy’s hell.
Sweet as can be, very soft spoken, mannerly young man, his family left broken
See little George was black, in the Jim Crow South, 1940ish period, blacks murdered no doubt
Paid to confess, made to make statements, ‘bout two white girls, and unlikely engagement
How’d a 14 year boy, what a unfitting horror, understand the intent, death sentence for a quarter
His family was barred, solitary confinement, an all white jury, white racist attorney assignment
He had no defense, his lawyer didn’t even try, to defend the innocent, I agree he must die
In South Carolina, during that time, blacks were disposable, they made up their crimes
A history covered up, not taught in schools, now I give you the facts, unlike whitey fools.
Has life gotten better, maybe just a little, segregation still exists, just more artificial.
That area gone black, lets move further out, where blacks don’t exist, where they don’t move about.
See I use the word nigger, but I’m not a racist, oh some are good, I hear straight from their faces.
This innocent boy, a hood over his head, his tears pouring down, last words no sir dead
His family distraught, 10 minutes they got, to hug their dear child, unbearable pain their distraught
High voltage ran through, innocent body it did spiral, his charred flesh all over, booster seat was a bible
This story made me sick, find it in history books, no way my friend, just another nigger we cooked.
This innocent boy, a mouthpiece in ahead, to keep his teeth from shattering, shatter his family instead
See they sometimes use water, all over the head, to make the death quick, from nose and mouth they won’t bled
Little George didn’t get it, this tiny privilege, make niggers feel the pain, come down from the white judge.
This story made me sick, find it in history books, no way my friend, just another nigger we cooked.
Chorus:
The good ones not niggers, but they are exceptions, for the color your skin, have to shed for protection.
DEI is collapsing, in no way reverse racism, now made a bad word, through a Caucasian prism.
Diversity and Inclusion, is all about representation, should match qualified candidates, qualified applications.
Quotas are just bullshit, if they didn’t actually cheat, and keep things in line, wouldn’t need the deceit.
If word hard to match quotas, then what are you doing?, trying to skirt the system, question what you’re pursuing.
My scholarship lost, my job was stolen, to an unqualified minority, this claim came out of your colon.
So stop with the games, and your sophistication, to cover up lies, the South has no vindication.
See crime follows poverty, poverty follows race, the system still rigged, just a smile on its face.
Just let them kill each other, we don’t dare go there, across the tracks, the black part of town is scary.
I don’t advocate crime, I don’t justify pure evil, but pushed to its limit, desperate does bad things to people
A harsh introduction, to young innocent children, do good in school, out of class better run.
Millions of 14 year boys, born without any hope, life as a black child, opportunity I say nope.
Chorus