[Emeli Sandé]
(Elevated always get it right)
Hmm, hmm-hmm, hmm-hmm, hmm-hmm
Hmm, hmm-hmm, hmm-hmm, hmm-hmm
I've been on my knees
Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah
I've been prayin' on my knees
Prayin' for better days
Oh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, hmm-hmm
[Emeli Sandé]
Well tell me how long shall they kill our prophets?
Martin said, he'd be right to the top of mountains
And why is it such a crime being brownskin?
Oh, the old shackles done
We rising up again
[Giggs]
I'm up again
Suffered now and suffered then
But fuck it now it's us and them (Fuck it)
Never see me following the fuckin' trends
It's Big Hollow with a couple gems (Yeah)
Socially
Socially distancin' emotionally
They know that I'm different and I'm openly
In the zone with a difference, and it's hope for me
Tales from a realionnaire, feds they'll never block, mans gonna disappear (Yeah)
Didn't care about Blacks 'cause they killin' bare
Goldie lost his bro ???, bet they kill a bear
And that's where I rock
And honest where we been they steal the facts
That's why we never ??? hot
It's weird because they're of Blacks
Scared for the brothers (Brothers)
Scared for the mothers (Mrothers)
Fears gettin' smothered
Tears in the kitchen
Dreams in the rubbish
Fears in the cubboard
Man gettin' rob out
Where's all the robbers?
Man gonna bug out
'Cause where's all the others?
Man get the fuck out
Swear is there any others?
Nobody's guilty
Turns Danny Glover's
I feel it deep
And when I wake up, 'cause I'm still alseep
They call me waste up 'cause I'm in the street
I watch the chain flush but I'm skin and teeth
You got your makeup on you, feeling sweet
You got your lacefronts, so you spend your weave
Watch the birds 'duff studying the bees
She maybe ligthskin but I love my queens
Call then I'm bouncin'
Far from announcements, far from announcin' (Trust)
Calm when I'm bouncin'
It's hard bein' brownskin (Hard)
Load up the petrol, yes I do mean harm dowse him
All my kids they got houses
A nigga came far from the housing
Typical
It's a difficult one, yeah it's difficult (Trust)
91 Psalm, yeah, it's biblical
How do you disrespect me with your ridicule?
They always tell me that I'm miserable
I'm just a spiritual guy in the physical
It's pitiful times and it's critical
Political guys turn invisible
[Emeli Sandé]
Well tell me how long shall they kill our prophets?
Martin said, he'd be right to the top of mountains
Tell me, why is it such a crime being brownskin?
Oh, the old shackles done
We rising up again
Well tell me how long shall they kill our prophets?
Martin said, he'd be right to the top of mountains
And why is it such a crime being brownskin?
Oh, the old shackles done
We rising up again (Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
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