Lyrics Hanging Tree - Elijah Blake

Hanging Tree

Who’s that man I see
Underneath the hanging tree?
He looks just like me
So tell me, am I really free?
Coulda been my mother, crying for my brother
And everybody, everybody, everybody’s praying for peace
But who’s gonna protect us from the police?
Keep these chains off me
'Cause I don’t wanna be another seed underneath the hanging tree
Pray for me
Lord, don’t let me be another seed underneath the hanging tree
Brands on our bodies (The color of fruit)
Color of purple fruit (Shoo-doot)
Power of the black dollar (Black dollars, black dollars)
Spent on designers that don’t give a damn about you
I, I wonder sometimes
Am I just living to die?
(Living to die)
'Cause the way they do my kind, I just wanna cry
Chains off me
I don’t wanna be another seed underneath the hanging tree
Pray for me
Lord, don’t let me be another seed underneath the hanging tree
Take these chains off me
Free me
I don’t wanna be another seed underneath the hanging tree
Take these chains off me
Free me
Lord don’t let me be another seed underneath the hanging tree
Take these chains off me