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letra de mercy me - b.o.b

[verse 1: b.o.b]
yo, i don’t care who listening
i find it kind of sickening
we send billions to israel
but sh-t on flint, michigan
a country founded off of immigrants
now we want to build a wall to keep out all the immigrants
what you witnessing
military exercises demonstrated on citizens
anti-war pet-tioning
drone strike incoming
homeless vets decorate the street, can’t get no incoming
how do you save a world that can’t be saved?
how do you raise a child that won’t behave? (preach)
waking up from the lies, i feel betrayed
i’m guessing the rabbit hole we dug was actually just a grave
skeletons in the closet, they fossilized
n-gg-s want the truth sugar coated and carmelized
life is like a science fiction book where the author dies
well i ain’t dead yet cuz the head hadn’t been authorized

[chorus]
i hear freedom ringing but i won’t answer the phone
because the people on the other end will not leave us alone
mr. officer i come in peace, just know i brought my piece
and if we can’t settle this peacefully, the violence will increase, yeah
i don’t condone racial divide, i won’t be cloned
i will survive, i walk alone
look in my eye
so give me justice, give me peace
or give my freedom back at least
so we can meet up in the street, you decide
[verse 2: b.o.b]
who you bow to?
elected councils, full of scoundrels
who now rule, the world around you
while wearing houseshoes
they clown you
you wear your house, or your whole house full
regimes don’t die; they change they name and the accounts move
life goes on with or without you
words fall on deaf ears, i think they soundproof
the sound of justice makes us cringe
but how can we stand the sound?
you can’t even stand your ground
a noose around your neck, the sharpest minds will cut them down
caught inside the web, the internet is tightly wound
every day a hundred k feel more like a couple thou’
what’s a dollar to a pound?
what’s a pound to the crown?
look, ay
i’m sick of waiting, man this flag i’m sick of waving
no more partic-p-ting
time to form our own nation
you call it integration, i call that discrimination
they say it’s risk i’m taking
i call it decision making

[verse 3: b.o.b]
you not an activist, you’re more like a re-activist
false flags, crisis actors trying to re-enact some sh-t
stories don’t match, i never believe half the sh-t
why they sneaking, p-ss a law
we easily distracted, ay
trying to get through to these diss f-cks
you too stupid to insult
i say the sh-t anybody can prove
i don’t know, because if it rhymes it’s got to be true
look, cheap tricks and fabricated speeches
blonde hair, blue eyes – they even fabricated jesus
just look at the salary paid to teachers
it’s obvious they don’t want us to graduate into leaders
clearly, in court videos don’t prove much
why is news cameras in the courtroom, huh?
even if it’s just a game, i hear the signal louder
i think i got the message, they don’t really care about us

[fade to interlude]
oohh, oohh, ooh[x4]

- b o b

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