Tonart: G# minor
Intro 1
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Verse 1
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Em
Gm
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1 -2 -1 -2 what up?
Em
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1 -2 -1 -2 what up?
Em
This is 4th and Bros
hanging out in the city streets
With toes frozen, playing clothes,
fuck the police
Golden bat, like the horseman,
Em
a young killer priest
They try to drown us like New Orleans,
track us under their feet
We stay grounded, no surrounded,
no justice, no peace, compete
They want us dead in
Em
a cage or on a leash
I speak to all my people
Em
re gardless of what your hue is
You and let's get into it,
Em
recruiting for the movement
Em
Proof is in the pudding,
police need demonstrations
Em
Stressed and white lips pulling triggers
and they race to the spaces
They say a picture's worth
a thousand words
But what's worth to a
thousand pictures?
They talk, see and learn,
watching seasons turn
Em
Thinkin' life is a bitter cycle,
D
while we struggle over the worm,
Em
they play us like title
I feel like a recital,
Em
stayin' repeated like the Bible
It's rewritten, tellin' fiction
Em
like historian revival
Sorry,
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Em
not sorry to this Minnesota nice
D
Implicit racism is colder
D
I'm sorry if my mind state
Em
D
is to fight with all my might
Em
To stop my people from dyin' at night
D
Shit, or even in sunlight
Em
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Conditionin' the same renditions
Em
to this race puritan position
D
Em
Dim lit days with the cremated faces
D
Fear factor ways as our anger raises
D
When I open up the tribute pages,
is existent every single minute
D
To find change we place votes
D
in these plastic baskets
D
While the courts accuse
D
Nah, I'm not pretending,
I speak up for my first amendment
D
But still never protected,
D
expected to stay silent
Em
While these white hoods are violent,
justifying these bitches
Em
Em
But I suppose that my words
are disposed to the sickness,
if only everyone knew
Em
I got the flu of school peoples
and dumb egos
looking through the peepholes
of dead locals
seeking outside the grid,
building on what's sacred,
Em
making moves in the matrix
Standing in my power,
Em
determined not to fold the code of
Em
communication underground railroad
Em
Where mastery is mental
and the movement is the chariot
Em
Engaged in this tournament,
we use tactics of Harriet
With signs and symbols
for the mind that's nimble
We keep the flame burning
so the fire never
Ready with steady aim,
no joke, not a game
Em
Knowing truly we have
nothing to lose but our chains
and unlock the vibes
Em
So the villains can't rise,
D
beyond the televised lies
and the commercial
D
We're moving in my hoodies
D
We ain't talking what it should be,
homie that ain't good enough
Em
with ski masks and hoodies up
Em
What it should be and all that we trust,
we put the truth down
D
With ski masks and hoodies up,
Em
D
put the truth down
Em
Em
D
And this had intentions
Em
words and the sentence
We seek redemption,
Em
this is not the land of the free
Em
All we want are whips and chains,
Em
that we consciously wanna go
Em
And ask for the knife,
conversely, bring it back
Em
Then ask for the fight,
catch the fight
Em
Value in the power of paper
But we don't give a day or night
about land or the nature
Em
G#m
Take a look at the
somebody around you
B
Em
Look at somebody around you
The most powerful thing
we can do right now
Is for us to recognize the power
G
in people that are right around you
Look at who's around you
How to go inside yourself
To learn how to relate
to those around you
More than you ever have
Look at somebody and recognize the same force you got in you,
they got in them.
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