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letra de vry blk - jamila woods

[verse 1: jamila woods]
black is like the magic, and magic’s like a spell
my brother’s went to heaven, the police going to
… yeah, they’re going to, h-llo operator, emergency hotline
if i say that i can’t breathe, will i become a chalk line
line up to see the movie, line up to see the act
the officer’s are scheming to cover up their
cover up their…ask me no more questions, tell me no more lies
your serving and protecting is stealing babies lives

[chorus: jamila woods]
i’m very black, black, black
can’t send me back, back, back
you take my brother, brother, brother
i fight back, back, back, back
i’m very black, black, black
i made a pact, pact, pact
you take my brother, brother, brother
i fight back, back, back, back
[verse 2: noname]
everything is everything, mantra says a guillotine
missionary, commission, misery, anti-angel wings
and all he wanna do is be still and cut bread
never know the dead, how they whisper “forgive me”
everything is relative, politicizing evidence
i heard a politician reiterate all the messages
and all he wanna do is feed family, be famous
never know the poor, how they scream out “redeem me”
everything is casualty, a song i heard, the bullets sing
i know a couple babies gon’ see ’em fly tonight
he wish he wasn’t magic, all he wanna do is be a p-ssage
in a book t-tled “america the savage”
symphony, a symphony, when everything was meant to be
piano man and drummer boy just invented the song for me
and all i wanna do is find love and be happy
and all i wanna do is find love

[outro: jamila woods]
and that is all i, that is all i know
and that is all i, that is all i know
that is all i… is all i know
and that is all i, that is all i know

[spoken]
so one day these random girls are at my office, and one girl’s like, y’all remember how to play rockin’ robin? and we all broke out in formation, and we’re like “popsicle, popsicle, a bang-bang me a socket in a treetop.” and it was so great, it was like these black women that i did not know, had met that day, and we like all knew how to play popsicle together. and then like all of the people who weren’t black were just looking at us like…”did y’all go to elementary school together?” it was literally like the best inside secret that i felt like i had ever had. that’s one of my favorite things about blackness.

- jamila woods

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