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