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letra de no plce - samora pinderhughes

[intro]
what if there were no police
and no jail
and no bail
gimme chances to fail
and not get buried
in a hole in the fields
or up for sale
what is a body worth
living
lord have mercy
cause i don’t trust this city
i might need you with me

[verse 1]
my daddy fear police
more than he fear the streets
prospects of faces now left on the cold concrete
you think he feels lonely?
when they approach front seat
on front street and mission
decisions in a heartbeat
and he ain’t ready to go
no he ain’t ready
won’t leavе him out here on his own
my family fear policе
tryin to stay on-beat
making sure of the ways they don’t say all the wrong things
don’t look up too closely
and too fast
keep both hands on the dash
make sure it’s nothing he won’t see

we fall slowly
like strong trees
when they cut us down
we count rings
and mourn for those
didn’t make it to 30
or made it to 70
with no hope of release
and haven’t seen the outside
since they was teens

[bridge]
do we get time for, dreaming?
will you remember me when i’m gone?
in my lifetime, will i see it?
or will there be end to me, before long?

[verse 2]
my timeline fear police
sometimes they catch film
i can’t swim
my head above water
it might be too real
i catch stills
and still i see bodies
i can’t shake it
it’s blood on me
get off me
it’s too many
we die slowly
from no food
and poison water
we dyin’ fast
from protocol
and maintaining order

and safety’s just an illusion
i can’t afford it
you might let them take me
based on that nightmare
around the corner

[verse 3]
nightmares is all i have for the 20-odd years i’m living
i’m breathing fire
i’m running towards
tearing down all these systems
(of) premature death and punishment
organizing abandonment
holding up upper management
hiding with reform sentences

this country never took care of me
it just k!lled me or billed me
forgive me
if i concealed it
and sealed it up
with my feelings
so violence is baked in me
i can’t just let the state get me
i need you here to stay with me
and draw it out
[outro]
what if there were no police
and no jail
and no bail
gimme chances to fail
and not get buried
..in a hole in the fields
or up for sale
what is a body worth
living
lord have mercy
cause i don’t trust this city
i might need you with me

- samora pinderhughes

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