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letra de sudania - omar majid

[chorus]
سودانية
مية المية
she a nina
yeah
زي الزينة

[verse 1]
lord, heal us
f-ck the paink!llers
and all the promises turned false the state give us
i’ve been using my heart to paint pictures
listen to me close and watch the paint spill up

it’s a war going on outside
one you ain’t safe from
my people fighting a bunch of paid k!llers
going at militias that been ordered to k!ll ’em
by the n-ggas sitting h–rding the gold and the riches

so they stay getting fatter
you mean to tell me you be working for they sake?
n-gga can they gеt a plate?
you been eating off a platter
you wеll fed while they struggling for bread
putting bullets in their head
n-gga they don’t really matter
they won’t say “homie you don’t got a base”
holding you up in your place
n-gga you don’t got a tower
the mindstate and the struggle for the power
revolution what they callin’ it now
chained to the same living wages going crazy today
feeling caged like a dog in a pound
wake up to the sound of a call for a change hear it loud
freedom ring like alarm in your town
slave for the made they ignored
demonstrate that we shuttin’ it down
n-gga stroutin’ through town with a backpack
n-gga so — back back
change comin’ quicker than a snapchat
catch that

[chorus]
سودانية
مية المية
she a nina
yeah
زي الزينة

سودانية
مية المية
she a nina
yeah
زي الزينة

[verse 2]
#hashtagsmatter
#blacklivesdon’t
yo, o roll a j and then pass that joint
ain’t sh-t left to say cause i’m past that point
watch the steel make him squeal little piggy go “oink”
let’s get it on
you’ll never see me coming, like lesbian p-rn
in the shadows where my crew lurks
shoot your blue shirts
people on the rise and you see the truth hurts

so f-ck outta here
lemme make it clearer, n-gga: f-ck al bashir
sudanese man, grandma habashia
to my folks got your back let ’em know that i’m here

you ain’t a leader, you’re a traitor, b-tch
watch my penmanship end dictatorships
my flow makes waves crash dictator ships
watch him tumble as he crumble like potato chips

[chorus]
run up, run up
my n-ggas they be down for run up
n-gga i be down for the come up
my n-ggas they be down for run up
like

run up, run up
my n-ggas they be down for run up
n-gga i be down for the come up
my n-ggas they be down for run up
like
[verse 3]
ak47 to the cerebellum
melon full of lead
and bullets sending my n-ggas to god

sedative could never get rid of it
fundamentally sh-t is about as ready as ever to fall

it’s all the more repetitive
all the martyrs are dead again
and i oughta be one of ’em n-ggas tomorrow

we can’t afford no medicine
it’s never getting better fed up with the f-cking president government

funneling all of the money that we make and they pocket it
’bout to turn this b-tch to the f-cking apocalypse
all we know is pow pow pow
bodies is dropping the populous
never cooperate with n-ggas that’s robbin’ us
but i’m…
سودانية
جلي الحاصل كاه بالنية
حايبين لبنا كشة بترشوا تالبندقيق
i wish i could murder this motherf-cker bashir
like he did my n-ggas

all my n-ggas said is that they wanted peace
sniper rifle to the head, leave ’em in the streets
body covered up in red watch a brother bleed
it was never about the bread more likely to be
the famine, the money, the hunger, the gutter
the blood of 20 thousand among us that pass every month
this is the land of the gully, the assh0l- that runs it is never stepping down
so f-ck it, i’m past discussion
let’s f-ck it up

[chorus]
run up, run up
my n-ggas they be down for the run up
n-gga i be down for the come up
my n-ggas they be down for the run up
like

run up, run up
my n-ggas they be down for the run up
n-gga i be down for the come up
my n-ggas they be down for the run up
like

[verse 4]
fist up when they see us
flag stripes like adidas
prez thinks like a fetus
k!llin’ us beautiful people

why you be f-ckin’ the streets up?
knowing we just wanna eat, yeah
30 years, yeah, you seized us
hogging the throne like you need it

loopholes for the visa
making us look like we needy
just cause your ass wanted money
you little greedy motherf-cker
you k!llin’ the kids and you hurtin’ the mothers
i swear we ’bout to pull up with a strap, yeah
i swear we ’bout to pull up no cap, yeah
call yourself a dog, you’re a cat, yeah
burn you like a bong in a sec, yeah

[chorus]
سودانية
مية المية
she a nina
yeah
زي الزينة

سودانية
مية المية
she a nina
yeah
زي الزينة

- omar majid

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