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letra de dessalines flow - b.a badd

yo, sh-t, it’s like the whole country on fire right now, me and my n-ggas been living
in h-ll, f-ck you n-ggas talking bout

yo, i said a bro k!lled a bro, mixed emotions i can’t even cry
feeling guilty when i mourn this feeling like i’m choosing sides
memories just terrorize , incidents that’s memorized

some of my brothers in the cell, some of my brodies in the sky
seen my bro up on a visit sat , and looked me in the eyes
told me every time he hear my music he get enеrgized

and he got ten to go, plus hе got ten in
ya’ll glorified this bullsh-t, i talk what i was living

my mommy sounded sad on the phone when i was bidden
i guarantee my town had a phone when i was bidden

and i’m not the toughest out
knife work, gunplay, never p-ssy
plus my hands good and i stomp you out

pounds come from spring valley, speed limit, hit the route
as soon as i hit the town, i send a code and send em out

me and dougie on the phone we contemplate a big amount
in my demise, make sure that mines goes in my kids account
my daughter’s eyes bring my mother joy that i ain’t seen in years
my daughter’s eyes takes me to a place where i can see my fears

my youngin got his doctorate in crime, he graduated
the other one came home from doing time, i’m glad he made it

y’all talk that cool sh-t in y’all rhyme, but it’s fabricated
you might have sold a couple dimes, but it’s exaggerated

n-gga, i really talk what i was living

yeah, i said black man, black man cops k!lled another one
black man, black man, i love you as my mother’s son
tell me what you running from, we rising like the morning sun
put your boots up on the ground leave a cracker under one

yeah, i’m talking toussaint, no, i’m talking dessalines
gotta keep your baby safe, make sure that you protect the queens
r.i.p george floyd, so many i can’t even name
the pressure of a black man, only one can feel my pain

ogun spirit lurking, country going up in flames
i do this for our ancestors, feel the blood up in your veins
crazy when me and my grandmother feel the same
hurt and we 60 years apart and we didn’t see it change
up it on the zimmerman, flame it on the dillard roof, put a bullet through a robe, k!ll the ones that’s k!lling you
up it on the zimmerman, flame it on the dillard roof, put a bullet through a robe, k!ll the ones that’s k!lling you badd

- b a badd

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