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letra de our lives matter - barkaa

[intro]
rest in peace to my uncle mark quayle
and to all my people who lost their lives at the hands of white police

[verse 1]
so you gonna shoot a brother in the back?
black mother at her doorstep?
impale a brother on a tall fence?
another brother [?] got no life yet
take the body bag to the mish
no respect, gunjables don’t give a sh-t
the young fellas get chased into the river
and their bodies turn up and they’re floatin’ likе ships
burnt to the back till his body turn crisp
blame for the rapе ‘cause she put liquor to her lips
he’s bashed [?] he got broken into bits
he’s got his hands up, he’s innocent, he didn’t do it
why my people gotta die?
ain’t sh-t change since we been colonised
we want land rights but there’s no treaty in sight
and we still gotta fight ‘cause coppers keep takin’ lives
i’m sick of it, sick of bein’ traumatised
scrollin’ down my timeline, see we lost another life
it’s ridiculous, i wanna [?]
but these ignorant dummies got me losin’ my patience
but we still fight, uh, hold your fist high
[verse 2]
ay, brr
ay, brr, this my war cry
how many more of my people gotta f-ckin’ die?
out here on the streets, real steady, just duckin’ lights, red and blue
flashin’ by, tricks playin’ in my mind
i’m out here tryna live it right, wonderin’ if i die tonight, uh
it’s heavy how we livin’ but we livin’ our way
ready for the day, in baayami we pray
i pray that us mob get home, stay safe
and i hope that our babies get to see better days
questionin’ if anything’s ever gonna change
locked in the cell and the smell’s real strange
locked in my mind but my brain ain’t caged
i’ll never assimilate, i’m a proud [?]
these whites in power need to get the picture
if you don’t stand with blacks, then i ain’t rockin’ witcha

[chorus]
black lives matter
our lives matter

[outro]
they got blood on their hands
barkaa

- barkaa

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