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You see that raining that storming
And thunder
I see my people they keeping us
Under
They got they foot on our necks
Don't care bout sex
They beating us down
They beating us now
What about Emmet Til
George Floyd
Sandra Bland
They keeping us under
It's The plan of the white man
Working so hard tryna keep us oppressed
Now I can't lie See I gotta confess
I Got that PTSD I'm depressed
I feel da weight of they deaths on my chest
It Mess with my attitude mess with my health
Keep it inside put it all on the shelf
Pretending I'm blind I ain't killing myself
Naw
Living in ice age
Am I in the right place
Naw I ain't keeping that silence
Tired of dividing
Tired of the violence
Momma stay crying
They losing they sons
Police with the guns
Stop with funds
Please don't shoot I swear I won't run
No more success tryna see me get hung
My neck is the towel and I'm bout to get wrung
Filling they lungs with led
They was unarmed and they dead
Calling on Army and Feds
Please make a change with yo head
Let it all die and be dead
Let racism die in a shed
Get it all outta head
Look at that red
Look at that blood that was bled
Imagine yo family instead
It's cuz I'm different
Cuz I'm living in the wrong type of skin
I am white I am right
That is all type of sins
I tired of the blind
Stop holding it in
Hold ya head little boy
You gotta a road to begin
All lives matter
But right now blacks don't
All lives matter
Never said That you're wrong
Little jimmy do the crime he do the time
Jamaal he do a crime and then he dies
That badge he sees he's black and he's not white
He shoot him the forehead right on sight
And you can't tell me that ain't racist
Cuz I can tell it on they faces
To my sisters and brothers
Let's band together
Let's live for each other
Don't point that gun
Unless it's at prejudice
Have you some fun
Aim at the president
We got a rapist a racist
Supremacist In office
And He don't deserve
What we got to offer
Love for each other
He calling us Softer
They like they black coffee
They like us in coffins
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You see that raining that storming
And thunder
I see my people they keeping us
Under
They got they foot on our necks
Don't care bout sex
They beating us down
They beating us now
What about Emmet Til
George Floyd
Sandra Bland
They keeping us under
It's The plan of the white man
Working so hard tryna keep us oppressed
Now I can't lie See I gotta confess
I Got that PTSD I'm depressed
I feel da weight of they deaths on my chest
It Mess with my attitude mess with my health
Keep it inside put it all on the shelf
Pretending I'm blind I ain't killing myself
Naw
Living in ice age
Am I in the right place
Naw I ain't keeping that silence
Tired of dividing
Tired of the violence
Momma stay crying
They losing they sons
Police with the guns
Stop with funds
Please don't shoot I swear I won't run
No more success tryna see me get hung
My neck is the towel and I'm bout to get wrung
Filling they lungs with led
They was unarmed and they dead
Calling on Army and Feds
Please make a change with yo head
Let it all die and be dead
Let racism die in a shed
Get it all outta head
Look at that red
Look at that blood that was bled
Imagine yo family instead
It's cuz I'm different
Cuz I'm living in the wrong type of skin
I am white I am right
That is all type of sins
I tired of the blind
Stop holding it in
Hold ya head little boy
You gotta a road to begin
All lives matter
But right now blacks don't
All lives matter
Never said That you're wrong
Little jimmy do the crime he do the time
Jamaal he do a crime and then he dies
That badge he sees he's black and he's not white
He shoot him the forehead right on sight
And you can't tell me that ain't racist
Cuz I can tell it on they faces
To my sisters and brothers
Let's band together
Let's live for each other
Don't point that gun
Unless it's at prejudice
Have you some fun
Aim at the president
We got a rapist a racist
Supremacist In office
And He don't deserve
What we got to offer
Love for each other
He calling us Softer
They like they black coffee
They like us in coffins
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Writer: Krista "Graph" Gonzales, Martin "Doc" McKinney
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.

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Language: English
Length: 3:15
Written by: Krista "Graph" Gonzales, Martin "Doc" McKinney

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