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Tarek Abdelkhalig
Tarek Abdelkhalig
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The negro speaks of rivers My soul old as gold and silver My tribes wrote the ancient scripture Blue meets white my mom delivered One Nubian born a sinner Hands up please don't pull the trigger A flower blooms in the winter As the moon howls at the river  (WOO) First things first shout out Minneapolis Play no games like we sucked at practice Told these niggas where the fuck my taxes Changed this world like a brand new atlas Let me tell you tales of a refugee How oppression followed me Young Black male and the kid Sudanese Too many times I done heard freeze All them red dots on my chest Got me thinking shit I'm next Heaven's got a brand new guest I'm the reason they protest Left my momma all depressed Weeping in her Sunday's best On tv civil unrest Days go by and still no arrest Now do you see why they fuck me mad One of dies we all feel sad Land of the free but to us Baghdad Why the fuck would you I stand for that flag Niggas get the knife and America gets its stripes Slavery still alive call it twenty five to life You expect us to survive in a system meant to divide Black fathers doing time how the hell they supposed to provide Now call it what it is American Genocide Well all feel this shit all of us traumatized That's why we marching YEA YEA That's why we marching YEA YEA We ain't stopping NAH NAH We ain't stopping NAH NAH Black bodies hit the ground for no reason Gunning us down like its our season Acting like we committed some treason Freedom now free at last keep dreaming WHOOF Black bodies hit the ground for no reason WHOOF Gunning us down like its our season WHOOF Acting like we committed some treason WHOOF Freedom now free at last keep dreaming Nigga fuck being peaceful Y'all killing my people My hands are Black Your hands are lethal Outlawed my skin Made killing us legal Took away our rights Can't vote out the evil Y'all strategic with oppression got us down voter suppression Move in silence use the violence and the media as weapon You surprised by my aggression this results of your deception Made billions selling millions to departments of correction RIP Kalif Browder for you we yell even louder Every march and every sit-in they gonna feel this Black Power Eat your brunch I hope it's sour can't ignore this you lazy cowards Bring this to your front doorstep every day and every hour This Black skin don't come off at night no such thing as a blue life Take that badge shove it up your ass and tell me if it feel right This ain't no trend this my real life we ain't doing this for likes So if you pull up to the protest best be ready for that fight That's why we marching YEA YEA That's why we marching YEA YEA We ain't stopping NAH NAH We ain't stopping NAH NAH Black bodies hit the ground for no reason Gunning us down like its our season Acting like we committed some treason Freedom now free at last keep dreaming WHOOF Black bodies hit the ground for no reason WHOOF Gunning us down like its our season WHOOF Acting like we committed some treason WHOOF Freedom now free at last keep dreaming Black bodies hit the ground for no reason Black bodies hit the ground for no no no reason Like we committed some treason Like we committed some treason No no no reason No no no reason Like we committed some treason
Writer(s): Tarek Abdelkhalig Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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