Bulletproof by Solillaquists Of Sound
Bulletproof lyrics
CHORUS (Alexandrah)
What�s dead to you is pushing through
VERSE 1 (Swamburger)
I was born King, pushing hip in 29, son of a preacher
mind with the same name as he until at 39 he legally
dropped it and changed it to honor a German protestant.
I used to sing choir, went to college at 15, skipping
9th and 12th grade with big dreams of sociology and
systematic theology� I�ma be like pops, (a pastor.)
After 1954 I�m just that� 25 in Alabama facing lack of
unity in tune with the omnipresent, I�m used to being
�Jim Crow-ed� though. Relate to that! Where I stay
there�s racial segregation. The measurement of a man is
98cents. Freedom and a home to write is $28.12 but I�m
a long way from Walden I admit.
CHORUS (Alexandrah)
What�s dead to you is pushing through
VERSE 2 (Swamburger)
I played the game of victim too long to be a silent
opposition to authority�s position. Listen! One day,
while beginning a book I had a vision that would wake
me in the middle of typing. Fast forward to the signing
of that very book� (Harlem 58�) take a closer look. I
was stabbed in the chest with an envelope opener,
(black woman from Georgia named Izola.) Now, rewind
back to that typing process, my vision of a promise-
land in spite of death� people gathered speaking rather
bold saying I was out of touch� �Bus boycotts are old.�
Civil rights� not a fight for the now even now in the
present I�m learning how. Maybe I should just rest,
slitter in my chest, pushing the envelope is not for
the best.
CHORUS (Alexandrah)
What�s dead to you is pushing through
VERSE 3 (Swamburger)
No! I�ma wake from this� escape death while I gotta
boat to fix. Reaper�s knocking but you can�t stop when
a will to make a way is waiting over the mountain. So I
wrote more books, led a people to action, marched on
Washington with peace and passion, left the movement of
the south in the north with Jackson, opposed war in
Vietnam back to back then. Won�t sleep till the dream
is alive� hold more rallies, get the poor organized. I
believe in a date with death but if I gotta go now no
fear is left� left away from stress. 39yrs to a King
ain�t a thing what�s left� an absolute? Nah. Another
living being wants to see if I�m bulletproof.
CHORUS (Alexandrah)
What�s dead to you is pushing through
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