[Chorus: Jill Scott]
I say, “Hey, sunshine,
Oh, how the day can be so long?”
I say, “Hey, sunshine,
Oh, how the day can be so long?”
[Verse 1: Pusha T]
America, you need a miracle,
Beyond spiritual,
I need a realer view,
I hold a mirror to it.
These ain't new problems, they just old ways,
I see one time turn sunshine into Freddie Gray,
Just another nigga dead, just another nigga dead,
Send another to the feds, send another to the feds.
Not guilty, still I'm filthy
In FOX eyes, we the dark side,
So they tell you lies
Through a TV; CNBC,
CNN, Don Lemon, no Kweli when you meet me,
In order to be me
You gotta see what Chief Keef see –
Brenda's baby next door to the candy lady,
Same project as Candy Man where they still doin' hand-in-hands
Sunday to Sunday, pastor only want one day,
Grandma prayin' someday,
But God can't hear it over gun play.
Woo! Still a target, but the badge is the new noose,
Yeah, we all see it, but cellphones ain't enough proof,
So we still lose.
[Chorus: Jill Scott]
I say, “Hey, sunshine,
Oh, how the day can be so long?”
I say, “Hey, sunshine,
Oh, how the day can be so long?”
[Verse 2: Pusha T]
I don't got no march in me, I can't turn the other cheek,
While they testin' your patience, they just testin' my reach.
Funeral flowers every 28 hours
Bein' laid over ours,
Sworn to protect and serve, but who really got the power?
Lookin' over their allowances,
Buildin' prisons where the mountains is,
Laptops is for the county kids,
Metal detectors is where ours is.
They'll never rewrite this, like they rewrote history,
The fact that the Statue of Liberty was black is a goddamn mystery.
And so it goes, every truth don't get told,
All these cops get cleared, and lives are stole,
Every goose don't lay gold, whoa!
Just another nigga dead, just another nigga dead,
Send another to the feds, send another to the feds.
They call in the National Guard,
Public Enemy, I am Chuck D,
Flavor Flav in Louis V, but I'm Huey P.
Woo! The new elite, it's either you or me,
Let the sunshine, ‘cause their dark clouds try to ruin me.
[Bridge: Jill Scott]
It's more and more and more than Baltimore,
From shore to shore, oh Lord!
Patience torn, patience gone, oh Lord!
[Chorus: Jill Scott]
I say, “Hey, sunshine,
Oh, how the day can be so long?”
I say, “Hey, sunshine,
Oh, how the day can be so long?”