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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Trey Songz
Trey Songz
Lead Vocals
Antonio Cunningham
Antonio Cunningham
Choir
Ashley Herring
Ashley Herring
Choir
Brien Still
Brien Still
Choir
Daja Middleton
Daja Middleton
Choir
Diamond Henderson
Diamond Henderson
Choir
Enrique Holmes
Enrique Holmes
Choir
Gabrielle Lolley
Gabrielle Lolley
Choir
Jasmine Nathan
Jasmine Nathan
Choir
Markithia Haynes
Markithia Haynes
Choir
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Noah Neverson
Noah Neverson
Songwriter
Tremaine Neverson
Tremaine Neverson
Songwriter
Troy Taylor
Troy Taylor
Songwriter
Troy A Oliver
Troy A Oliver
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Troy Taylor
Troy Taylor
Producer
Dave Kutch
Dave Kutch
Mastering Engineer
Jean-Marie Horvat
Jean-Marie Horvat
Mixing Engineer
Troy A Oliver
Troy A Oliver
Producer

Letra

I just gotta get some things off my chest Tough times, I hope y'all holdin' up We'll be aight 'cause we always is But I'm feelin' like this How many mothers have to cry? How many brothers gotta die? How many more times? How many more times? How many more marches? How many more signs? How many more lives? How many more times? Take a look around, can you see it now? Don't be colorblind, 'cause when they're killing mine They'll try to justify it Oh, each and every time Playin' in a park, takin' your jog Sittin' on the couch, in your own house Never seem to matter what we do You think we don't matter, but we do You got a problem, 'cause the city on fire But you quiet when niggas die Let the soul up out that body that we buried You with God now you no longer have to worry It's so hard to sing these words out loud All these beautiful, precious black lives Lost in the name of senseless white pride Tears fallin' from my eyes How many mothers have to cry? How many brothers gotta die? How many more times? How many more times? How many more marches? How many more signs? How many more lives? How many more times? Tell me how can you be quiet? You know the language of the unheard, is a riot All we ever see from you is violence (True) You know you ain't no better if you silent You talking 'bout the city on fire (Oh, oh) Where your rage when my people die? We ain't slaves, let my people fly (Oh, yeah) Now it's time, watch my people rise How many mothers have to cry? (Ooh, how?) How many brothers gotta die? (Ooh, how?) How many more times? (Ooh, how?) How many more times? (How many times?) How many more marches? (Ooh, how?) How many more signs? (Ooh, how?) How many more lives? (Ooh, how?) How many more times? (How many times?) How many mothers have to cry? (Ooh, how?) How many brothers gotta die? (Ooh, how?) How many more times? (Ooh, how?) How many more times? (How many times?) How many more marches? (All across the world, ooh, how?) How many more signs? (Ooh, how?) How many more lives? (Shame I gotta ask, ooh, how?) How many more times? (How many times?) I'll leave you with that (Yes, yeah)
Writer(s): Tremaine Neverson, Troy Oliver, Troy Taylor Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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