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letra de epilogue. - byron henderson

[intro]
yeah, yeah
mm
whoa

[verse]
another couple of m-ss shootings by someone that doesn’t look like me
yet the cops ain’t firing shots
so they feel quite free to commit free to commit a few more
some of you probably wonder why the cops will never do more
till you look in the mirror and see the true lore
the story goes as follows
the fairer the skin, the better the judgement
they could be clutching whatever
but us, for dinner, we’re having hollows
trust a system loving us less than some our parents do (nah)
everlasting l-st for monetary gain is bound to sever and damage you
cause trauma loves an audience and misery loves company
both are numbing me
paranoia got me running from whatever’s coming
so honestly, i don’t need cops hunting me
y’all took another mother’s son when you k!lled matthew watts
momma had to try and suck it up, but what happens to her when the vacuum stops
all this revolution talk from the sidelines when the case is tossed out
i was heated like the city weather, cause he from hopscotch to being chalked out
and we don’t really own a thing, so
y’all claim you’re gangsta, but i don’t see you funding one of these banks, though
i done lost time over racism, spent more than a decade missing
traumatized over lies told, no prior knowledge was engraved, i became a grave digger
payed with my own soul, just to try and pave a way out
lost rina to some pain too deep to ever try and drink or smoke away now
you can stay down or you rise up for your loved ones
let your eyes shut one last time, let it all go, and you trust none
what’s aaliyah without you?
what’s kelsey without you?
your past life was a train wreck
went from suffocated by your own thoughts, knowing you were born black
but it’s life that made you so dark, ha

[hook]
to n0body nowhere, ayy
you’re rid of the pain
you’re rid of the anger
boy, you ain’t no one’s slave
if sirens flash, that’s imminent danger
you’ll be in no one’s cage
could never be a veteran, no
like f that flag and f that anthem
peace is better than hope
and so they wear body cams for the higher ups to get off to when they off you
truth is, till zimmerman is seeing perma-z’s and they leave dylan roofless
ain’t no progress being made
far as i’m concerned, they just put us on a new ship
devil in his new drip, ha

[outro]
i remember each neighbor, each trial, each judge
history will teach or make us
each lie, each grudge, preacher, promise, each flood
far as kelsey and aaliyah, much as y’all have seen
should know i don’t need any of these things to do anything
whoa
byron

- byron henderson

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