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letra de blood n water - armstrongww

[verse 1]
it’s just a cycle they turning us into psychos
muddy lands that i’m walking through bodies have been recycled used as…
fertilizer and energizer for money trees
money be sweeter than honey to those that let it be
in the mid of heat all the anger turn us to enemies
glock shut the whole block down shot in the summer heat
what’s the summary cain and abel that’s how our brothers be
poverty they got us disabled they let us park for free
food stamps is a slap in the facе, a smack into place
a bandaid on the problem yеt a double-edged blade
blood in the water we forgot how it taste
don’t leave your daughter misplaced
we in a race to re-imagine our race
i drench myself in the rain, to wash away all the pain
a dead poet awoken from 12 years as a slave
an open book is still worthless unless the pages is read
i read the page to my children to shape the brain in they head
i’m preaching

[chorus]
don’t you drink alot from the river it’s unclean
filled with all the past generations they let bleed
let me bleed, let me bleed, let me bleed, let me bleed

[verse 2]
i disappear, vanish i’m switching planets a bullet hole through my cranium –
paint the wall and the mattress i’m upset (upset)
let the blood set the mood, i ain’t no michael jackson but i’m still rocking with you
yea i ride for my brothers, might not be in a coupe
missing thousands of bands, but we the band we the group
yea we the brady of bunches and we the bunches of oats
we done pledged our allegiance and we done bled for our oath
they would hang us from trees, now they show us the ropes
string around all our throats, a veggie state artichoke
don’t take the past as a joke, see it’s a serious matter
school and class is a joke, cuz they be teaching us rather to get
trapped in society, violent notoriety
i can smell the irony of learning to be hired see
brightest of the people go work for the racist hierarchy
they don’t even look at the best that a growing child can be

[chorus]
don’t you drink alot from the river it’s unclean
filled with all the past generations they let bleed
let me bleed, let me bleed, let me bleed, let me bleed

- armstrongww

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