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letra de liberated (hands up to the sky) - liv grace

[chorus]
hands up to the sky
cause i’m feeling fly
can’t bring me down again
let’s part the clouds
and watch the sunrise
celebrate our win
you, me
sweet tea
and the good vibes
just dancing with the wind
feeling liberated
knew the whole time
it’d be all good in the end

[verse 1]
as i watch that cop drive away from my block
i catch myself a-dreamin’ of a future beyond
a new reality where y’all ain’t scared trayvon
funds go from 5-o to supporting people
don’t trip, listen for a moment
know your heart be palpitating when i say “defund it”
conversation’s make you queasy it’s ain’t easy
but it’s necessary
ignorance is bliss because your privilege is stationary
put yourself in my shoes
allow me to show you the world from my view
got to warn you that it’s not looking cute
facing the real is not what you’re used to oo-oo-oo
[pre-chorus]
think i caught a glimpse of a rainbow
let-tin me know that
i’m near my pot of gold
close my eyes
head up high
know one day i’ll throw my

[chorus]
hands up to the sky
cause i’m feeling fly
can’t bring me down again
let’s part the clouds
and watch the sunrise
celebrate our win
you, me
sweet tea
and the good vibes
just dancing with the wind
feel-ing liberated
knew the whole time
it’d be all good in the end

[verse 2]
hey (hey) hey
check out my reality
call me weatherwoman
look outside and tell you what i see
forecast today is sun & blue skies
but only for the blue eyes
protected by the blue line
me, me, and my poc’s
tiptoe around the eggsh-lled and legoed streets
“protect the peace”
police don’t protect a thing
take a minute just to look at what your people need
community
beyond the code of silence
gimme social workers and
some counselors for guidance
blackbird can’t get up to the sky
if the system keeps on saying it’s not worthy of flight
i’m tryna heal from trauma
mama’s mama is too
flashback to bl–dy sunday drowned in the sea of blue
left a out for the buzzards, but she still came through
6 hun to 20 thousand
how the movement grew
the power of my penmanship can kickstart my freedom
dissecting all these headlines so i can defeat ‘em
blueprint in my pocket
locked elbows as we walkin’
got my head held high
today, i throw my
[chorus]
hands up to the sky
cause i’m feeling fly
can’t bring me down again
let’s part the clouds
and watch the sunrise
celebrate our win
you, me
sweet tea
and the good vibes
just dancing with the wind
feel-ing liberated
knew the whole time
it’d be all good in the end

[outro]
we don’t need no police!
give that coin to the community!
we don’t need no police!
give that coin to the community!
we don’t need no police!
give that coin to the community!
we don’t need no police!
give that coin to the community!

- liv grace

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