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letra de freedom - lionel b

i’m asking god to forgive my sins
i’m praying on my knees everyday with him
these haters don’t wanna see a n-gga win
they rather see me locked doing 5 to 10
they made viruses to attack our skin
we wearing masks daily, while they let sh-t in
it’s a genocide, and black folks are the offering
they laughing like n-gga gone and cough again
they got our blood spilling all on the street
and got the nerve to say give em 6 feet
we being hunted by the cops wearing white sheets
and mourning for the loss of n-ggas that look just like me
wе raising innocent kids in this place called hеll
instead of teaching them morals, we sending them babies to jail
the only flowers that they get a chance to smell
is at they funerals when they bodies fell

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so tell why in the hoods there always a liquor store, a block from a p-wn shop, off of princ-p-l
they feeding us the worse sh-t, that they f-ckin know
and took away our land so we can’t make it grow
they breaking up our families when the funds are getting low
giving women section 8 to make that n-gga go
gentrifying neighborhoods, cuz they think we slow
putting sh-t up in our food to make you lose a toe
high cholesterol, diabetes, blood pressure
flood the hood wit dope, just to come and drug test ya
handing out guns like candy all to the youth
the same ones that k!ll em, cuz they young ass lack the truth
we warring over streets that we’ll never own
it’s a lot of self hatred in these black homes
before the abcs they learn to pack chrome
and survive another day on them trap phones
obama gone

- lionel b

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