Lyrics

5. Rubber Bullet
(B. Satter, D. Williams)

Chorus

Rubber bullet and a bean bag y’all
Rubber bullet and a bean bag y’all
Rubber bullets don’t bounce like a basketball
Rubber bullet and a bean bag y’all

Verse 1

Rubber bullets and bean bags, bodybag for Timothy Thomas
Cincinnatti, sins since Nat Turner rose from chains, streets in flames
Tired of the same ole game

Chorus

Rubber bullet is the season y’all
Rubber bullet what’s the reason now?
Rubber bullets don’t bounce like a basketball
Rubber bullet and a bean bag y’all

Verse 2

Rubber bullets for that rubber room we call freedom
A kinder gentler violence
Bean bags to kick back relax to the beating of the trigger
Rubber bullets for all the nigger children

Chorus

Rubber bullet is the season y’all
Rubber bullet what’s the sequel now?
Rubber bullets don’t bounce like a basketball
Rubber bullet and a bean bag y’all

Verse 3

We felt it comin like a hurricane
Strikin leavin searin pain
Impact’s where the hate would stay
Anger took the pain away
Truth never fades away it don’t bounce and it don’t ricochet
Brings down your dictatorship like it’s Pinochet it’s rugged
So bust it, and watched the blood start runnin
Bust how our sons are dyin, politicians lyin
Cover up the crime to keep the masses silent
Bust it, bust it like they busted through the soul of the most vulnerable
Most unprotected and most palpable
Most hated and most tangible
Once equated with the animals
But we’ve supreme if not infallible
It’s time to gather up the forces
Cincinnati called it’s time we got up on it
Cuz every Black man’s name is Timothy Thomas
Dyin for this nation’s madness
Justice at the hands of tyrants is non-existent like passive violence
So we grab the sword and lead our men a chargin
There won’t be conquered there won’t be none divided
No weak links, no misguided
Cuz it’s on like the wattage of the lights in my head
Like I was famished I’m about to ravish
It’s on like an insurrection, like a holocaust, a crucifiction,
Won’t be needing fuel cuz it’s solar powered,
Cuz I was quiet now I’m sick and tired,
It’s on, it’s on and rubber bullets fired couldn’t stop this riot…

Chorus

Rubber bullet for democracy
Rubber bullet is hypocrisy
Rubber bullets don’t bounce like a basketball
Rubber bullet and a bean bag y’all

Verse 4

Rubber bullets don’t bounce back like an enraged people on the march
Rubber bullets don’t demand justice and equal rights

Chant

Can you bounce with me, bounce with me?
Can you bounce with me, bounce with me?
Can you bounce with me, bounce with me?
Can you bounce with me, bounce with me?

Rubber! Rubber! Bullet! Bullet!