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letra de black price - airnegi

intro
lion for a piece
vulture for the whole
wotirinkwa to your toe
intuition without a soul, airnegi eyo
words!!!

bridge:
my melanin is dirt to white
we learn to write from left to right
whats freedom to a negro
we dont run, we learn to hide
we hate goodbye, we sober in tears, will she invite
couldn’t feel my tongue and prayers will not recite

verse1
half naked, half starve, they sore us to name us
hashtag, bustards, raped by their fathers
we were accustomed to chains that freedom tasted like pains
ask god, ask not, hes white he ain’t gon’ save us
wrong thought, distort, wiping eyes of a stranger
the stole us, they yolked us, blood on chain is what they showed us
(heavy)we never ran, we ain’t stupid, n-gg- can never run that fast like you can never pause the past, man we ain’t in control
we won’t fight, we ain’t looking cos all we got is our hands, they got fire-sticks in their pants like we dont sh-t in the same bowl
we slave on 2x
they bruised us everyday so our skins were just torn
we were just living with our spirits and hopes gone
we laughed, we danced, we sang songs buh these things never made us smile likewise a baby’s born
and screams from the tear and head with no hair
memories of our familys is gone, the best is just blurred
so we live along, dark hunch we lie along
we cry out to god buh then answers dont come among

hook:
people no dey like you buh dey faking things
anodey won hala for your faking tips
like if i say that n-gg-, on a hot cigar
my continent was the first to make that so called sika
buh what are we
slaves!!! 3x
love is the new color and we slay

verse2
they say black is beauty
black is smiling, black is pretty
which black is beauty??
rich black is guilty
buh the sin is to our skin so our life is very dirty
so we break up track of races, isis. slavery will be empty enti
(heavy) note this, n-gg- date is, we started this, parents selling kids, women reminisce
in selma my faith lies buh gunshot through the peace we couldn’t reach
broken souls we never fixed
retaliated violence is a war, tell that to the lord
we made in his image, is black wrong or we fault, –think about it not
cos
i got something real and nice i wanna talk about
because of time we skipped the vine we missed the funny part
we pray the loyal wishes all of y’all buh then my mom doubt
we praise the white the white dont care about how large we count–
if you not respect me, just respect my story
buh they paint the paintings
and say the walls are aging
they dont shot the dead they erase our memory
the place dead is living
relate to pain is rigid
they dont shot the dead they just erase that memory
buh we too wrong we too wrong
lets put color aside and preach love to the new born
lets heal our bruise and let by gone be by gone

- airnegi

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