If there was a pill for peace, what would it look like? Red or blue - what would it look like? What would it taste like? What would it feel like? How much would they sell it for? Low enough for the rich; too high for the poor Doesn't matter what it looks like Only matters what u look like And that it feels right Yeah VERSE I I'm just tryna see some better days before the afterlife Hard enough being black in a world that tells u white is right Take it as a grain of salt. Throw it like av grain of rice I'm bout this revolution. Blood and tears is what I've sacrificed Coming like a thief in the night with a little bit of something that'll get yo act right Still aint got my record deal and that shit blows like bagpipes World stay on my shoulders man my walk ain't even looking right I wish they had a pill for peace to help me close my eyes at night CHORUS Mr. Pusher man let me get that medicine that will cure everything Mr. Pusher man I'm running out of options. Can't even get a doctor I need (x6) a pill for peace (4x) Verse II A baby cries. A mother listens So why the government don't hear us? We claim that we want better music But then glorify what music isn't. Confused and conflicted with these contradictions To the foolishness it's feeling lifetime subscription How dare you dare not to be different How dare you turn your back when I need you to listen I got a place where I can lay my head tonight. Someone don't You'll wake up in the morning & probably have a job. Someone wont Every semester had my tuition paid. Some stayed home Next thing I know they'll try to tell me wrong is right and right is wrong You'd think by now we could tell Marvin what's going Same problem 40 years ago he ought to know And they wonder why we still don't like the popo Cuz being Black in America still ain't no joke CHORUS Mr. Pusher man let me get that medicine that will cure everything Mr. Pusher man I'm running out of options. Can't even get a doctor I need (x6) a pill for peace (4x) BRIDGE I've been wrestling with these thoughts way too long in my head Even when I try to sleep they won't go to bed with me Stuck between a rock and a hard place Where I can pray and repent Although I do believe we are in good hands, It ain't enough to have a black president CHORUS 2X Mr. Pusher man let me get that medicine that will cure everything Mr. Pusher man I'm running out of options. Can't even get a doctor I need (x6) a pill for peace (4x)