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letra de lose sleep (live) - remi

[intro: remi kolawole & n’fa]
so we hope you enjoy yourselves at all times, you know?
oh, sometimes you gotta keep it real (keep it real)
it’s very important to keep it real (keep it real)
(get real, take it real)
yeah (tell ’em, tell ’em)

[verse 1: remi kolawole & n’fa]
in a world of old facts that overthrow blacks
queens in hijabs, queers that get bashed
we sit down, sit back, sip on six-pack
watch the world burn on telly and think, “that’s how it is”
(uh, yeah man, say what? say what?)
and you know that’s how it is
(uh, hmm, yeah)
that’s why i say it again (tell ’em)
in a world of old facts, overthrow blacks
queens in hijabs, queers that get bashed
we sit down, kick back, sip on six-pack
watch the world burn on telly and think, “that’s how it is”
and you know that’s how it is
(what you here to do, rem?)

[verse 2: remi kolawole & n’fa]
i’m just herе to push limits
sh-t-scared of heights
but i stay on top of the gamе just to say i did it (you did it)
show young black kids that you can live it
free your mind with it, be proud of your pigment (say what?)
i wasn’t for a while
too many times vilified for being a shade different
started hating myself and all dark skin
playing myself, charlie sheen, two and a half men
remember after school, train station
busta “break ya neck” blasting from ipod mini
thankful class finished
i could go and play majora’s mask with my little brother
when cops come up and start asking me
“where you from? what you up to? oh, you’re from moorabbin?
that’s half an hour from here, you’re not from ’round here
boy, what you selling? where’s the product, huh?”
i hadn’t even touched drugs at this point, except maybe a joint
yeah, but my skin fitted the description
so ‘oink oink’ had to be deployed
the next day at school, told my friends
the facts of how they treated the boy
sh-t, they said i’m being crazy
’cause to them, black voice is white noise
that’s the world that we’re living in
[chorus: remi kolawole & n’fa]
we seem to forget
the dark days of history, yeah (yes, yes, yeah)
time will manifest to see (you’ll see, you’ll see)
the endless possibility, yeah (yes, yes, yes)
open your eyes to see (what you see? what you see?)
the world is darker than it seems (so, so, so)
so we dreaming on, dreaming on (keep dreamin’, keep dreamin’)
and enough with the crazy, crazy talk

[verse 3: remi kolawole & n’fa]
dave chappelle taught me
the worst thing to call someone is crazy
dismissing all the pain that plagues them in one word
just to avoid confrontation with yourself
we prefer to sit on a chesterfield lounge, while microwaving
a meal by mccain and watching australian idol contestant failing
while the house that we’re in is in flames
all because it’s the routine (i dunno know about that, man)
so when they say, “too deep”
i say, “product of reality, you’re too deep”
’cause i’m just using eyes, ears and news feeds to get up to speed
only those that don’t read between the lines abuse these
(say what?) therefore i don’t lose sleep
’cause i’m well aware it’s the world that we’re living in
[chorus: remi kolawole & n’fa]
we seem to forget
the dark days of history, yeah (yes, yes, y’all, yes, yes)
time will manifest to see (what you see, huh?)
the endless possibility, yeah (yeah, yeah, yeah)
open your eyes to see (because what?)
the world is darker than it seems (so, so, keep)
so we dreaming on, dreaming on (keep dreaming)
enough with the crazy, crazy talk (c’mon, sing, rem)

[bridge: remi kolawole & n’fa]
open your eyes, yeah
open your eyes
it’s what i do for you, for you (open your eyes)
open your eyes, yeah
open your eyes (yeah, open ’em again, c’mon)
open your eyes, yeah
open your eyes
open your eyes, yeah
open your eyes
the world, it is
question the world
world, it is
and we go, and you know

[verse 4: remi kolawole]
in a world of old facts, overthrow blacks
queens in hijabs, queers that get bashed
we sit down, kick back, sip on six-pack
watch the world burn on telly and think, “that’s how it is”
and you know that’s how it is now
that’s why i say it again, and again
in a world of old facts, overthrow black
queen in hijab, queer that get bashed
we sit down, kick back, sip on six-pack
watch the world burn on telly and think, “that’s how it is”
and you know that’s how it is
[outro: remi kolawole]
that’s how it is
that’s how it is
hold up, hold– that’s how it is
hold tight, that’s how it is

- remi

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