Black Boy, by Abdul Hakim Bilal

Black Boy

by Abdul Hakim Bilal

supported by

	/

Digital Album
Streaming + Download

Includes unlimited streaming via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more.

Purchasable with gift card

$7 USD or more

You own this
Cassette + Digital Album
Double Sided Red Cassette of "Black Boy" Duplicated by National Audio Company Limited to 50 Copies

Includes unlimited streaming of Black Boy via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more.

ships out within 3 days

edition of 50

$10 USD or more

You own this

1.	Black Boy 05:16	lyrics	buy track
Sorry I have lost my form. It curls and waits and dies, from all the lives it’s failed. A story I have yet to claim, but the pain feels familiar. Home, a place that hates us, a white sign of faith. A race that holds us down. Know that I gained my form. A corporeal guise of identity, reality meets fantasy. The veil reached out hungry, starved of all the blood, the legs and arms of black bodies. Home, a place that hates us, a white sign of faith, a race that holds us down, a place that we have known, an attempt to destroy us. Black boy on the needle.
2.	Not Free 03:00	lyrics	buy track
White world not free. Freedom in me. Within our being there is a seed. Within our being there is a need. White man can't see for he is weak. White man j see for he is blind. Freedom in me.
3.	Purged (A Comedy) 05:23	lyrics	buy track
Letting go, pleased as I was to leave, place pretending, happy faces bleed. Dead ass smile in your face, you leave. Cursing your back while whispering, Full of fakeness, filled with racists, have no heart and no faces. Richmond ties have no places. Land you grind, take up spaces. Full of rapists, most are tasteless. Baseless pride, white and nameless. Land of crime, takes from blackness. Waste of time, smog of hapless. A place as quaint story book weaves clueless dreamer, recreate your needs. Drugs and boose, happy to play for free. God forbid you want more than you need. Most are happy just to be seen by there friends and college teens. t of fakeness, filled with racists, have no heart and no faces. Richmond ties have no places. Land you grind, take up spaces. Full of rapists, most are uurtasteless. Baseless pride, white and nameless. Land of crime, takes from blackness. Waste of time, smog of haples