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letra de lost children - little torment

[verse]
on twitter thinking
they might cancel me if i say this
but if i k!ll my own brother, then i’m just like the racist
they lock us up and mace us
all we learnt was self-hatred
hate him ’cause he made it out
and we won’t get to see them places
prosecutors, judges and the police
all we see’s those faces (yeah)
protest and riots got them openin’ them cases (yeah)
caught a case at fourteen, now my whole future is tainted
had my son at twenty-one and i got no clue how to save him
i see martin luther king’s daughter tweetin’, got me like (okay)
if i die for my people, hope my children join the fight (yeah)
i been lost for so long, livin’ my life all wrong
told the bullsh-t so long, my pride and ego all gone (let’s go)
this ain’t ’bout me, i’ma keep gettin’ this bag
i came up sellin’ crack, i know the father’s got my back (that’s facts)
they don’t want to speak out because it might hurt them later or
it might hurt their paper, that’s why i rate john boyega, let’s go (yeah)
black women think we don’t respect them well (uh)
well, i respect a black woman that respects herself, let’s go
all lives matter once my people’s lives matter
and when black lives matter, we can deal with our own matters (okay)
where’s our reparations?
1964 there was still segregation and we need an explanation (yeah)
i didn’t pay tax but that was my mother’s money
that you gave to a slave owner’s family, it’s all f-ckery (yeah)
better mind that we don’t burn this place down (okay)
but that’s just what they want, martial law, let go some rounds (okay)
we can’t breathe
heart on my sleeve (sleeve)
my people in the grave
no justice, no peace (no peace)
i put it in my music
i still hide them straps
so know if there’s a civil war
then i’m firin’ back (yeah)
let’s go, let’s go, let’s go (yeah)
invest in africa
’cause we won’t have a place to call home without the motherland
you don’t know they’ll stop your pension if you go back
the government don’t care you die here, they want their house back
tryna k!ll the black man, took his power out the home
he can’t compete with his black wife, so he’s out there sellin’ stones
n-ggas hangin’ in trees
they saying that it’s suicide
and n-ggas gonna hang me
if i get too much shine
we can’t breathe
police in the rear
i got nothin’ on me, but i’m still in fear
the nineteenth time this year
[outro]
it’s all crazy
yo, it’s all brazy out here, you know
i couldn’t make this sh-t up
aw, man
let’s go, let’s go, let’s go, let’s go

- little torment

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