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letra de no peace - fl dinero

hands up please dont shoot, look i ain’t got no weapon i already told you/
theyll never understand all the sh-t we go through/
im just trynna use my voice way beyond the protools/
no justice no peace, give me sp-ce i can’t breathe/
and even with no bullets theyll k!ll you with a knee/
alot of my people dying its not even from the streets/
and who is really for us when we can’t trust the police/
bro it was never fair dont wanna give us equal rights/
and when we super calm they say we putting up a fight/
they just hate because our skin, sh-t be different when you white/
when you black and in america you gotta know your rights/
my mama say she steady praying everytime i step outside/
and when i dont pick up the phone i know she hope that i ain’t die/
and ill hit the front line and take the mase straight to the eye/
right hand up to the sky, yeah im black and plus im proud/
another death cause he was brown, check the news and im like wow/
another cop a free man, no charges n-gga how/
they then did this sh-t again, man we hurting sh-t is foul/
we just wanna be free let us live say it loud/
hands up please dont shoot, look i ain’t got no weapon i already told you/
theyll never understand all the sh-t we go through/
im just trynna use my voice way beyond the protools/
no justice no peace, give me sp-ce i can’t breathe/
and even with no bullets theyll k!ll you with a knee/
alot of my people dying its not even from the streets/
and who is really for us when we can’t trust the police/
im innocent, we been the sh-t we know you mad, so live with it, just deal with it/
here go my license registration thats exactly what you asked for/
got my phone recording incase my brains be on the dashboard
black lives matter thats exactly what you mad for/
four cops one guy n-gga do the math boy/
stop treating us like animals in locked gages/
i swear the judge be so quick to gone and drop the cases/
pushed to the edge i know they dont get it/
and we so fed up they got us trippin/
tell me how it feel to be white and privileged/
and im not racist im just in my feelings, yeah/
hands up please dont shoot, look i ain’t got no weapon i already told you/
theyll never understand all the sh-t we go through/
im just trynna use my voice way beyond the protools/
no justice no peace, give me sp-ce i can’t breathe/
and even with no bullets theyll k!ll you with a knee/
alot of my people dying its not even from the streets/
and who is really for us when we can’t trust the police/

- fl dinero

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