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Cactus
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Cactus은(는) {albumName} 앨범에 수록된 곡으로 2026년 1월 2일일에 Jefferson Records LLC, Owned by Je’Veon Jefferson, A Division of에서 발매되었습니다.Just How Life Goes When You're High
2026년 1월 2일
라벨Jefferson Records LLC, Owned by Je’Veon Jefferson, A Division of
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BPM69
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My people is a force to be reckoned
We get erased every time we're mentioned
And when we go outside, we get threatened
Damn, We're even losing our legends
When we breathe, they killing us
When we pop our shit, they killing us
When we live life to the max, they killing us
Damn, everything we do, they gon' kill us
C-A-C-T-U-S
They don't talk about this in the press
And they suppress us every time we express
Black people are the mistress in distress
Black people are the mistress in distress
They profit off our pain, then they call it tradition
Turn our trauma into trends, but won't ever listen
They steal our rhythm, our soul, our ambition
Then criminalize us for simply existing
They wanna break us, erase us, and cage us in systems
Feared for our power, so they silence our vision
We still rise from the dirt, shining louder than prisons
We are diamonds under pressure — and that's why we glisten
C-A-C-T-U-S
They don't talk about this in the press
And they suppress us every time we express
Black people are the mistress in distress
Black people are the mistress in distress
They say we equal but they never wanna prove that
They give us tools, then get mad when we use that
They steal our past, then rewrite it like they own that
They love our pain, but they never wanna show that
Still traumatized, we don't ever get to reset
We up in chains, even living with no wrist check
They break our homes, then they ask why we misstep
Yet we survive — that's the part they ain't killed yet
C-A-C-T-U-S
They don't talk about this in the press
And they suppress us every time we express
Black people are the mistress in distress
Black people are the mistress in distress
Our skin is power, that's the reason that they fear us
Erase the truth, 'cause they terrified to hear us
We built the table, but they never wanna seat us
We grew the garden, now they coming here to beat us
Still we rise, every time they try to bleed us
Still we glow, even when they never see us
We God's people — ain't no way they gon' delete us
We the future — and the future gonna free us
C-A-C-T-U-S
They don't talk about this in the press
And they suppress us every time we express
Black people are the mistress in distress
Black people are the mistress in distress
Written by: Je’Veon Jefferson
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