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letra de tribal nature - chaz cardigan

doo doo doo

i grew up in a small town
where the trees bent towards the south
skipped church cause i knew too much
to sit and shut my mouth

everybody loved their guns
and government and god
they wouldn’t call it a lynching
just as long as they didn’t get caught

doo doo doo

i remember all the riots
when the president was black
they said a n— couldn’t live in a house
built on his peoples back

i don’t think i saw color
until i was taught that i should
and it’s a shame because i’ll never get shot
for just wearing a hood

what primal creatures, posing as divine
like its alright (its alright)
it’s alright (yeah, its alright)
brother your pigment ain’t the same as mine
so they’ll stack the deck and play the victim
don’t do much to keep it hidden

that’s tribal nature

the white man burned the holy land
the white men stole the promise land
spread the faith
preserve the race
block the pace, say it’s manifested

it’s about greed, momma
we are their machines, momma
that’s what i see, momma

assign a role to every color
every tribe
and use the media and the law
to keep them all inside the line

what primal creatures, posing as divine
like it’s alright
it’s alright

brother your pigment ain’t the same as mine
so they’ll stack the deck and play the victim
don’t do much to keep it hidden
when every black kid gets a gun to the head
arab in the streets; shoot him down ‘til he’s dead
leave a generation of the j-ps mutated
burn all of the k-kes, but strip them naked

all under arrest, bomb the east, digress
past the rest of the world
trying to say what’s best

keep a white man in the oval office
he should go to jail; he should have been out picking cotton

cl!ck, cl!ck, boom
goes the sound of explosions
people on the ground seem to drown from emotions
say around town “its going down” so we post it
waiting on the outcome
why’d they pop malcolm
heard they want to mlk me
jfk me
look how they trying to play me
like i’m crazy
guess im super psychotic
a byproduct of my environment
diabolical plots
shots firin’
cops sirens
getting hot, call the firemen
call us tyrants
came to make a new america
it’s bullsh-t
when you gotta get your truth from terrorists ohhhh!!!
guess i’ll wake you up again
let me take you further then
down the rabbit hole
where they’re grabbing souls from the capitol
shrapnel k!lling our kids and kidnapping them
what’s happening
all across america its mass hysteria
they’re scared of us
we’re young, black, been aware of ya
nonsense in the content on the conscience
digest in the projects
we living in the mindset
you live by the gun die by the gun
cause it’s not where you’re from but what you become
so be free
what primal creatures, posing as divine
like it’s alright
it’s alright

brother your pigment ain’t the same as mine
so they’ll stack the deck and play the victim
don’t do much to keep it hidden

doo doo doooooo

from presidential elections
to war overseas
taking in our taxes
this is truth
bullets in me
culture keep me complacent
with p-ssy, money, and weed
face it we in the matrix
what’s it going to take to see
maybe another body
10 – 20 at least
maybe another body
lying out in the streets
maybe another body
shot up by the police

maybe another body
someone looking like me

- chaz cardigan

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