Próximos concertos de Kharma
Créditos
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Kharma
Performer
Jordan Moten
Lead Vocals
Andrew Perez
Electric Guitar
Bryce Tollner
Drums
Brian Pilla
Electric Guitar
Sebastian Papa
Lead Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jordan Moten
Songwriter
Andrew Perez
Songwriter
Bryce Tollner
Songwriter
Brian Pilla
Songwriter
Sebastian Papa
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jon Markson
Producer
Letra
No, I won't lower my voice
I'm done being silenced, I'm turning to violence
Because peace never changed a thing
So it's time we let our fists do the talking
By any means
You can't seem to see past the melanin
Can't tell if it's jealousy or ignorance
Black and proud, angry and loud
I'm everything that you complain about
You only want us around when it benefits you
But I ain't going nowhere
Why should I feel bad for who I am?
I'm proud to be everything that you hate about me
So I shouldn't react to cops blindly pulling triggers?
And I shouldn't be mad when you call me a nigga?
When we say that our lives matter, you turn it into a debate?
Well I'll make damn sure that you get it
And I won't sit back and wait
Guilty of being a black in America
Taking our lives because that's all that's left to take from us
It's all a game of power they play
But I'm tired of playing, better stay out my way
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They wanna strip us of our culture
Don't want the pain that came with it
Without us they'd have nothing but they'll never admit it
Writer(s): Andrew Perez, Brian Pilla, Bryce Tollner, Jordan Moten, Sebastian Paba
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