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letra de walela's wisdom (interlude) - xavy rusan & marc spano

[verse: walela nehanda]
tell me where black folks go to go quiet
and the only still we are granted is in death
death been chasin’ me since i crawled out my mother
i hit the pavement so fast, move close to the ground
faceless with no name
on my worst nights, i hear every ancestor inside me screaming
weak, so tormented with the idea of freedom
i’ve been chasin’ it since i left my mother
thought if i bled red on black pavеment
run my veins dry, then i’d see him
if i gorgеd myself with food, alcohol, cheap tattoos and dollar bills, but still death found me
pinned my ass to a hospital wall and say, “i always found the n-ggas like you’
and now he houses my body, too
even my mind couldn’t be quiet
ain’t no peace for the restless, though
no rest for the wicked
my kid and i called wicked children
this country’s forgotten sin
money is the alter that runs itself dry, we bearin’ it on our shoulders, though
run ragged until we six feet under, though
death laughs
says, “if we don’t k!ll you with them bullets, y’all n-ggas are so poisonous we will make your own bodies turn on you”
and mine once did
my own blood made a dirty cancer
my heart blossomed into a bouquet of fists
what made me still is the promise of revolution
the hope that the alter will come undone
and we vow to never bow to no false gods again (false gods again)

- xavy rusan marc spano

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