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G-Money Benjamin
Getting Old
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Getting Oldは、アルバム『{albumName}』の一部として2024年11月20日にGMB Records LLCによりリリースされましたChildren of Dessaline
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アルバムChildren of Dessaline
リリース日2024年11月20日
レーベルGMB Records LLC
言語English
メロディック度
アコースティック度
ヴァランス
ダンサビリティ
エネルギー
BPM85

概要

歌詞

ミュージックビデオ

ミュージックビデオ

クレジット

PERFORMING ARTISTS
G-Money Benjamin
G-Money Benjamin
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Georges Amilcar
Georges Amilcar
Songwriter

歌詞

Like memories of yesterday
Can we really say we free after the death of Dr. King
Did that man die in vain because our women love to twerk?
Doing time in prison, you picking cotton like a jerk
Even Google will tell you, seems like it getting worse
From jail to prison, now you back to being a slave
How could we expect a change when we took our master's name?
Daddy out the house, now your mother becomes your father
A man he never met 'cause a **** didn't bother
Mommy work late because she got two jobs
Keep food on the table, she gotta have two boss
A babysitter, some things we can't afford
Now you forced to watch your siblings, you forced to doing chores
Without a pot to piss in, ain't no food in the kitchen
No wonder daddy went missing, now you got step siblings
Section 8 means no male structure
But they call it a welfare, yeah, sure
A well for who?
Some things gotta change, sounds of laughter and
Happiness conforms to tear drops and rain
Been bearing this burden
To me and my day
Just like breezes of autumn
Finally bloom over you
Like memories of yesterday
'Cause every night they eat, putting holes in our clothes
Can't even open the cereal box without them jumping out
Can't even invite a chick over without them popping up
Letting the world know you broke sometime even in class now
They'll call you broke ass, son, you came from the trash
Yeah right, ****, son I been to your house
Can't even watch TV without the sound of a mouse
Or maybe it's a rat, New York City, you never know
'Til it's time to go, now they all over your clothes
The projects is the new plantations
They give us fake meats fruits and vegetations
R.I.P. Emmett Till, I see you finally got your monument
The bitch that lied should've died in confinement
Maybe in a good world we'll pay for our sins
America's greatest sin is still keeping me in chains
Some things gotta change, sounds of laughter and
Happiness conforms to tear drops and rain
Been bearing this burden
To me and my day
Just like breezes of autumn
Finally bloom over you
Like memories of yesterday
Some things gotta change, sounds of laughter and
Happiness conforms to tear drops and rain
Been bearing this burden
To me and my day
Just like breezes of autumn
Finally bloom over you
Like memories of yesterday
Yeah we still in chains with the same trials and tribulations
No reparations, just the temptations
The Jews got theirs though, I heard that even in Japs
Even the slave owners got paid for giving us back
France took a billi from a bunch of former slaves
Napoleon took an L but he still died well
Since the '70s, black fathers been the target
A target for execution or the prison institution
Rodney King said it best, "Can we all get along?"
Maybe after this song, or Donald Trump wears a thong
'Cause I hear he wears diapers
Some things gotta change, sounds of laughter and
Happiness conforms to tear drops and rain
Been bearing this burden
To me and my day
Just like breezes of autumn
Finally bloom over you
Like memories of yesterday
Some things gotta change, sounds of laughter and
Happiness conforms to tear drops and rain
Been bearing this burden
To me and my day
Just like breezes of autumn
Finally bloom over you
Like memories of yesterday
And their whole concept is to what trap our light body
They concept is to put the light inside of a prison or a prism
You feel what I'm saying?
So you put the light inside of a prism
The prism becomes the prison
And then the whole thing is about draining or extracting your energy
So they put you in a cell like a battery, Duracell
And you probably got locked up for assault and battery, right?
And then what happens? They charge you for a crime
So subconsciously it's all about draining your energy
So understand spells is like the word programming coming from word
What you say is what will manifest into the reality
You speak death, death will find you
You speak life, life will find you
You speak health, health will find you
You speak wealth, wealth will find you
You speak disdain, disdain will be your comfort
So remember your words
Your words are reality made manifest
Written by: Georges Amilcar

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