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B. Russ - Tired Lyrics



B. Russ - Tired Lyrics
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For me I think it started with Trayvon
Police killing us, let's take the gun out of they palms
If they don't like it I'ma drop down napalm
Tables keep turning, corner pocket the 8 ball
That mean the game over, I bleed the blood of the same soldiers
That done helped you go to war for freedoms and lane closures
Inside the synagogues of Satan it ain't Kosher
It got me looking deep in the past like Sankofa
Where the love at? Holding on tired like a hubcap
Belly of the beast, dirty money need to scrub that
This for the White people who think that all the thugs Black
F*ck rap, freedom getting closer then they snub that
Then they wonder why we burning dow buildings
They been telling lies making millions off our children
Jail cells packed with majority Blacks
Under attack, I spazz don't you tell me relax, I'm getting tired of this shit
You know how it go
Back to back, many times in a row and fasho'
I'm getting tired of this shit, you know how it be
Through the land they be targeting me, as you see
I'm getting tired of this shit, you know how it go
Back to back, many times in a row and fasho'
I'm getting tired of this shit, you know how it be
Through the land they be targeting me, as you see I'm tired
Innocent bloodshed, the karma coming soon
Freedom is in the air I can smell it in the room
Slaves been in bondage, it's time to crack the cocoons
And face the opposition, bring the devils to they doom
They gon' put me to death if I kill a cop
You don't have the right to say that my anger is real or not
So whether I hold a sign or go out and hold a nine
Bang bang, closure time, destiny so divine
Royalty turned to property, property turned to inmates
Conditions that we in ain't a chance or a mistake
My people in pain, that's the reason that we shit faced
Nipsey was right, this marathon is a big race
Run it with a chip on my shoulder, my back targeted
Praying to my Lord for guidance, dreaming how far I get
Don't shoot me down I'm just trying to grow
Alas if you didn't know now you finally know, I'm getting tired of this shit
You know how it go
Back to back, many times in a row and fasho'
I'm getting tired of this shit, you know how it be
Through the land they be targeting me, as you see
I'm getting tired of this shit, you know how it go
Back to back, many times in a row and fasho'
I'm getting tired of this shit, you know how it be
Through the land they be targeting me, as you see I'm tired
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For me I think it started with Trayvon
Police killing us, let's take the gun out of they palms
If they don't like it I'ma drop down napalm
Tables keep turning, corner pocket the 8 ball
That mean the game over, I bleed the blood of the same soldiers
That done helped you go to war for freedoms and lane closures
Inside the synagogues of Satan it ain't Kosher
It got me looking deep in the past like Sankofa
Where the love at? Holding on tired like a hubcap
Belly of the beast, dirty money need to scrub that
This for the White people who think that all the thugs Black
F*ck rap, freedom getting closer then they snub that
Then they wonder why we burning dow buildings
They been telling lies making millions off our children
Jail cells packed with majority Blacks
Under attack, I spazz don't you tell me relax, I'm getting tired of this shit
You know how it go
Back to back, many times in a row and fasho'
I'm getting tired of this shit, you know how it be
Through the land they be targeting me, as you see
I'm getting tired of this shit, you know how it go
Back to back, many times in a row and fasho'
I'm getting tired of this shit, you know how it be
Through the land they be targeting me, as you see I'm tired
Innocent bloodshed, the karma coming soon
Freedom is in the air I can smell it in the room
Slaves been in bondage, it's time to crack the cocoons
And face the opposition, bring the devils to they doom
They gon' put me to death if I kill a cop
You don't have the right to say that my anger is real or not
So whether I hold a sign or go out and hold a nine
Bang bang, closure time, destiny so divine
Royalty turned to property, property turned to inmates
Conditions that we in ain't a chance or a mistake
My people in pain, that's the reason that we shit faced
Nipsey was right, this marathon is a big race
Run it with a chip on my shoulder, my back targeted
Praying to my Lord for guidance, dreaming how far I get
Don't shoot me down I'm just trying to grow
Alas if you didn't know now you finally know, I'm getting tired of this shit
You know how it go
Back to back, many times in a row and fasho'
I'm getting tired of this shit, you know how it be
Through the land they be targeting me, as you see
I'm getting tired of this shit, you know how it go
Back to back, many times in a row and fasho'
I'm getting tired of this shit, you know how it be
Through the land they be targeting me, as you see I'm tired
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Writer: ORION EASTMOND, UNKNOWN UNKNOWN
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC

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