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letra de dirty politics - saemonae

[verse 1: saemonae]
it went from come home with the street lights
to my home is this street life
now me and my homies tryna get right
it’s rough out here
i knew some dudes
who would give you that sleep tight
but ya see that ish ain’t my style
that’s not how i get down
i’d rather sit around with some good smoke
make jokes with my kinfolk
listen to some good music
because peace love and happiness is my influence
i know i know
there’s a war outside
but we out here fighting each other
when we should be out fighting the government
with these here bootstraps
there’s no limitations
except who sold you those bootstraps?
the major corporations
when they legalized
they failed to realize
we didn’t forget they rotation
this society is f-cked up
i put it in quotations
ya see i don’t mind / if i don’t shine
without the major radio station
video seemed to k!ll the radio star
those k!llers know exactly who they are
old white men who stand from afar
record labels / who leave the creativity ajar
all i’m tryna do is bring it to your attention
i’m talking bout the things the one percent forgot to mention
like how they poisoning the food sitting in your kitchen
the news channels ain’t fake / y’all just gotta listen
(pause)
but don’t be afraid to question what they doin’
it’s america baby / we the home of the ruin
in history cl-ss / my -ss was always truant
doing what i was doing / making my way
living off of minimum wage / taken it day by day
thinking to myself there’s gotta be a better way
yesterdays a memory / tomorrow isn’t a guarantee
gaining independence has nothing to do with being free
chains become jordan’s / self-hatred is a new form of slavery
we take two steps forward then we take ten back
but see that’s the struggle for us blacks
we stumble just to find equality / not seeing the big picture but we look at the quant-ty
though i didn’t learn in school / i know my ancestors are a big part of me
from this point on it only gets rougher
so you take your lesson and your skin it gets tougher
i love you all / from my sister to my brother
you gotta tell your loved ones that you love them
cause someone gotta sit at the bottom
in order to celebrate the stardom / in order for the leaves to fall in the autumn
someone gotta be on the verge of suicide
daddy said the world’s cutthroat / it’s do or die
so when the checks roll in that’s when they down to ride

[poem: saemonae]
in god we trust
those lies those same lines
are bars for the american
trapped in a system
you’ve been a victim since birth
entering naked with cash rolling
can you picture the dreams i’m holding
far out in another world
we don’t speak the same language
you can’t hear me
nor can you comprehend
the struggle i face on a daily basis
because you’re privileged
as if kings and queens still roamed the earth
we loved one another
my black is beautiful according to my ancestors

- saemonae

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