There's a target on the back of a black man walking down the street
He puts his trust in the hands of a land that tells him he is free
It's just a bad reputation, unjustified
There's a feeling of despair in the air as lights flash red blue
It's just a bad reputation, unjustified
How can we live like this just stay alive
Shot down like a dog in the street, shot down down down
This is not the American dream this is the echo of an empty round
They shot em down! down! down! down! down! down!
A gold star goes far for a killer who colours are black and blue
He's got his finger on the trigger and a taste for blood
Burning crosses flicker in eyes - when will it be enough?
Shot down like a dog in the street, shot down down down
This is not the American dream this is the echo of an empty round
They shot em down! down! down! down! down! down!
There's a target on the back of a black man walking down the street He
Shot down like a dog in the street, shot down down down
This is not the American dream this is the echo of an empty round
They shot em down down down