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letra de tired - descendent

{verse 1:}
for my people who feel trapped and there’s no way out
who believe’s in themselves but you still have doubts
slip and fall so many times you don’t say ouch
the ball is in your court and it can’t even bounce
problems come unannounced, and you gettin’ fed up
trying to keep your head above water, pac keep ya head up
thinking of ways trying to get out of this slump
every time you show love, the world call you a punk
and it makes you a monk, want to give out lumps
want to be great but you keep getting trumped
makes you feel like a sap in the cap in capitalism
horrible view looking through this prism of this system
believing in that hope, destroyed your vision
lost in the sauce so much you didn’t pay attention
wasting so much time listening to the liars
enough is enough, call their bluff because we tired

{chorus:}
no more talking be quiet (shhh!)
i’m ready to riot (uh-huh!)
we should move in silence, (quiet!)
f-ck peace get violent (yeah!)
i’m on the edge don’t try it, (nah!)
test me and i’m wildin’ (why?)
i’m sick and tired of being sick and tired (right!)
i’m sick and tired of being sick and tired (right!)
{verse 2:}
black lives never matter in these conditions
g-y, straight, transgender, atheist, muslims, christians
eliminate us one by one is the mission
fear of annihilation, their trigger finger itching
we protest and pray hoping to be equal
they lethal, we want to be treated like people
take the pain, nothing changed, every decade is a squeal
the past shows, you want change? you can’t be peaceful
black on black crime, mother f-cker are you kidding me?
crime is not about color, all about proximity
you rape, rob, take away our god and our history
slavery reformed in the 21st century
our voices never heard, so we set the street on fire
paint the street blm but your actions don’t admire
justice we require, you protecting the trump towers
it’s time to knuckle up, we don’t give a f-ck cause we tired

{chorus:}
no more talking be quiet (shhh!)
i’m ready to riot (uh-huh!)
we should move in silence, (quiet!)
f-ck peace get violent (yeah!)
i’m on the edge don’t try it, (nah!)
test me and i’m wildin’ (why?)
i’m sick and tired of being sick and tired (right!)
i’m sick and tired of being sick and tired (right!)
{verse 3:}
i’m in a position that i would never fit in
got ambitions with sitting on millions
on a private island, laid-back and chillin’
times has changed, those intuitions are disappearing
how many l’s i gotta take for me to be free?
sacrifices for the next generation to see
i love my people but do i give them all of me?
i want to lose my chains but the price of freedom is steep
take a leap of faith but your confidence is the key
because i’m blessed with the curse of how life should be
black people on the front-lines everyday
since a kid i wish life wasn’t this way
work on one goal, come together like assembly
love don’t motivate, to hate we fornicate
working towards process but putting my pride aside
i feel like i was born just to die because i’m tired

- descendent

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