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letra de this ain't my america - chill moody

[intro]
(ah-ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah-ah)
(ah-ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah)

[chorus]
we hold these words for the people
until the day i see us treated equal
this ain’t my america
look at all the laws they created
from slavery to mass incarceration
this ain’t my america
i’m feelin’ like the world’s gettin’ colder
got the weight of the race on our shoulders
this ain’t my america
we hold these words for the people
until the day i see us treated equal
this ain’t my america

[verse 1]
we still waitin’ for this change to come
the problem is too many broken promises
can’t even get these chains undone
outlandish to see a man reprimanded for peace
and they callin’ this the land of the free? picture that
ain’t hittin’ mats, that’s concrete you meet when they body slam ya
and we still debatin’ about some body cameras
the bigger picture, you ain’t famous ’til they slain ya
negatives develop, make it hard for them to frame us
i had run-ins with onetime more than one time
black cloud follows moms, wanna see her son shine
protect my life, i know they want mine
hard not to rebel, i got that nat turner in my blood line
[refrain]
a born leader, hands high
starin’ down the barrel of a drawn heater
it’s a cold world
anthem play, they tearin’ up
dreams to grab the flag and tear it up
this ain’t my america

[verse 2]
we still waitin’ for this change to come
the problem is too many broken promises
we can’t even get these chains undone
toe the line even though it’s crooked
outraged when we take a knee
completely silent when we take a bullet
and the fact that you quiet is the reason we violent
that pain is only eased when we riot
we easily defying especially when it seems like they try and apply
pressure to my people, soon they’ll see that we diamonds
when we rise through the roughest times
seekin’ attention, speakin’, no listen
we shine only ’cause they blind
vision’s clear even when haters callin’ me
make the family proud of me
thoughts set on equality
[refrain]
a born leader, hands high
starin’ down the barrel of a drawn heater
it’s a cold world
anthem play, they tearin’ up
dreams to grab the flag and tear it up
this ain’t my america

[outro]
this ain’t my america
this ain’t my america
this ain’t my america

- chill moody

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