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Original music inspired by Stamped: Racism, Antiracism, and You by Ibram X. Kendi and Jason Reynolds

The Bushwick Book Club Seattle
presents
Original Music Inspired by
Ibram X. Kendi’s & Jason Reynolds’
Stamped: Racism, Antiracism, and You

May 10, 2025
at Hugo House

Hosted by Wes Weddell

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Featuring Musical Performances from
(Click name for primary link, * = first Bushwick appearance, ^ = lyrics included below)
Rights to all song lyrics ©/℗ the individual artists, reprinted here with permission

Nick Droz
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  Nyce & Wyld*
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Bjørn Watkins

Brittany Danielle
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    Owl Scarey*^
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  Arami Walker*
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Kate Berreth
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Tara Chugh
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Original music inspired by Stamped: Racism, Antiracism, and You by
Ibram X. Kendi and Jason Reynolds

PERFORMER-PROVIDED LYRICS
Rights to all song lyrics ©/℗ the individual artists, reprinted here—exactly as submitted—with permission

Owl Scarey
Bury Me When I’m Free (The Ballad of Gabriel and Nancy Prosser)

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Can’t nobody claim me, I’m as human as can be,

You can bury me when I’m free

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All you snakes there in the trees, you can come and find me,

I said bury me when I’m free

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In the year 1800

Gabriel and Nancy Prosser planned a great slave rebellion.

Recruited hundreds of people across Virginia

Poor whites, Natives, and captive Black folks alike.

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Plan was, hundreds would march on Richmond,

Steal four thousand guns, and arrest the governor.

It was gonna be such a huge revolt, the biggest North America had ever known.

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But two double crossers betrayed their own.

And just like that, the whole thing was blown.

A racist murderin militia was lying in wait.

There was nothin our brave Gabriel and Nancy could have done.

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Our dear Gabriel and 25 of his crew were hanged by that vicious mob

and made an example of.

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And from the gallows, the wind itself sang this solemn song:

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Can’t nobody claim me,

I’m as human as can be,

You can bury me when I’m free

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All you snakes there in the trees, you can come and find me,

I said bury me when I’m free

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Don’t nobody own me, I’m a man plain as can be,

You can bury me when I’m free

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All you snitches mark my words, you gonna get what you deserve

I said bury me when I’m free

Arami Walker
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Anti racism is the antidote

To provincial minds

Closed like gates or doors

Only opened where light shines through

Community is the key

To symbiosis

To heal our collective psychosis

To See through the disillusionment of separation

A silent isolation or the American dream?

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Living with eyes closed

Is not a privilege

Its a prison for your mind

Locked by depression loneliness and greed

Only freed by a renewed

solidarity with humanity

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Still we rise

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Eyes long cried we hide behind what’s beautiful

Tongue still tied

You  ride the wave of apathy

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Though it appears we are still free

We stand on the edge of quick sand hoping to be

Anything other than a tragedy for tv

A body a shell to sell for silver screen

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Still we rise

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Eyes long cried we hide behind what’s beautiful

Tongue still tied

You ride the wave of apathy

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Though it appears we are still free

We stand on the edge of quick sand hoping to be

Anything other than a tragedy for tv

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Still we rise

It takes whole hands

Whole hearts

It takes bright eyes

And clear minds to fight

For something other than yourself

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Still we rise

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And I am on the cusp

Of generation with just more than enough to see me free

To be something other than a tragedy

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Moving like a beautiful melody

We rise

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