It is the year 1955
And all of the Blacks are dying
It is the year 1955
And all of the Blacks are crying
They beat our people with paddles
And most of the time even whips
We ended up having blood oozing out from
Our backs, legs, and hips
We all know who is doing this
And they are the people of white
What we think is right, they say itâ??s wrong
And what we think is wrong, they say itâ??s right
It is the year 1955
And this year my mother was born
Even though she was just a baby
I knew that it hurt 2 see her people in mourn
It is hard 4 some of us 2 watch movies like this
Watching our people shaking in fear
Every time I see something like this
I shed more than one painful tear
Thank GOD 4 the activists
Such as Martin Luther King, Jr. and Malcolm X
Who said it doesn't matter of a person's color
Not even their race or sex
If it wasn't 4 them
We would not have an education at all
Our hopes and dreams would rise
And they will instantly fall
Thanks 2 Harriet Tubman
Who showed the slaves the way
Gave them the freedom 2
See a brighter day
Some people say that u will not have a future
If u don't know your past
Do any of us really know how long
Segregation or racism will last?
Some Blacks are still here
From the year 1955
I thank GOD so much
4 keeping my mother alive
They did everything 2 our people
And they would go 2 the police and tell
But all they would say is
"Get out my face, Nigger" and "Go to Hell"
People who donâ??t know their past
That seems like a mystery
But if u want 2 have a great future
U must know about your history
