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letra de stay black - mic righteous

(char)
if i could waste this all away i hope you understand why i can’t stay
ain’t a game i wish to play it only leads to my heart filled with hate
and i can’t be a slave to no one no when the sunshine’s through my window
i hope you will escape with me

(mic righteous)
i just let the fire at the end of my spliff die
i hate that
where the flame at?
i’ve been all over the map and then i came back
a stray cat
i stay barking
and then blaze packs

and it’s a straight fact
thе dawn of man isn’t what they thought i know they taught us that
but it dawned on man
our misеry is put on display they want to torture man
it’s a sport you’re a p-wn on the board and of course it’s a
sick game plan
rape the land where the brand new slaves at?
no wonder the young are becoming andrew tate fans
we were kings and queens our history is being ripped to pieces
it’s a mystery can you explain that?
all i see is war and slaughter
political power, law and order, distort the story, extort the poorest
no form of audit, they got offshore banks, they ain’t even got to pay tax
if you don’t pay that they take land take yards take cars take cards take cash
now you’re in a jail and your cellmate takes crack all this trauma you face
cause you’re born in this place it’s enough to turn the sane mad
but who’s sane anyway, whose mind ain’t tapped?
cane corso off the chain you can’t tame that
i ain’t got fluid on the brain or the brake pads
say it how i see it and i see it how i say that
stand up and speak then they stamp on your tongue
can’t handle a tweet then they cancel you, culture is cancerous man it’s a cult
you’re an actual anarchist and you’re an absolute c-nt
in a crib with a few cans a cuban and a candle lit up and a pound of that runtz
smoking on something that can probably win a cannabis cup
i couldn’t give a f-ck if you’re a g-y man, a straight man, a wasteman
a bi girl, a lesbian, a tranny with a fake tan, an adam’s apple and an 8-pack
a black man, a white man, a chinaman, an arab
you can identify as an alien from sp-ce jam
everybody gonna look the same when the plane crash
doomsday prepping – can you blame man?
how can i be h0m-phobic?
my mate’s camp
outside with a rifle aim that
big target on the back they wanna frame man
they gonna label it hate speech it ain’t that
i just ain’t afraid to face facts
every culture every race gonna wake up
fighting amongst each other over cake crumbs
living like the system ain’t designed to enslave us
give a dog a bone he’ll forget that he’s chained up
flash the paycheck, let him chase that
the plan is a g*nius one
out of a hundred percent of humanity – the elite is just one
keeping us numb leaving us f-cked ain’t nothing we can do we are doomed
consumed with technology and game pads i just want my payback
yeah uh i use sniff gear strap it a half get a day’s graft just so i can pay that
yeah uh i just want the payback
yeah uh i just let the fire at the end of my spliff die
i hate that
where the flame at?
i sp-ced out
my brain lapsed
i’ve been all over the map and then i came back
stay black
(outro)
the same people with their harvard articulation
and how they don’t curse, and they’re christians, and they have a family
and these are the same people that shove it up your f-ckin’ ass every year
the one thing you gotta know about me is, i’ll say ‘f-ck’, but i will not f-cking rob you
if i need something i’ll ask you like a man

- mic righteous

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