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We be free
If we only knew we were slaves to the pains of each
One day, I believe I'd
To see my enemy as my
Then we could be free,
And could wash away our sorrows
I'm not to bleed
If it means, we'll make them today not tomorrow

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One day I of telling my momma
"You ain't work no more"
Same for my father, born in Ghana, down on that dirt floor
As far as he came I complain, but pain is so subjective
Spend so much time counting issues, I forget to
My
my cousins back at home, getting water out a well
While I my brother stacking stone, whipping water by the scale
Tryna' get a on the other side
ain't got a meal, we don't recognize we in heaven
So we think we live in
been getting kinda hard to tell
But

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Sometimes I up and I look up at the sky
why I'm alive when the realest niggas died
And my pride won't let me give up, lord as as I try
In times I try to remember

we could be free
If we only knew we were slaves to the of each other
One day, I believe I'd
To see my as my brother
Then we could be free,
And love could wash our sorrows
I'm not to bleed
If it means, we'll make them better today not

I want to wait for the afterlife
I don't a vigil by candle light
I don't want to be the new
I don't to turn into a poltergeist
Be a ghost at night full of dreams
Momma at an open casket
as ice in a suit, 3 piece
All dressed up for Sunday
Pastor said put in God
But faith alone can't things right
Who the fuck is you to
Somebody's son whose daddy
Why flood Baton Rouge?
Why the city singing blues?
Why, why, why,
I feel like every time I watch the news
What the I got to lose?
So I'm down to bleed if it things improve
You fools, "all lives matter"
But black lives you refuse include
from the polls
Locked in the hood, trying to stop you from and stop you from growing
And cops keep and blowing
Keep people locked into cotton
They want you to own, but

Sometimes I up and I look up in the sky
Asking why I survived all the days that I could died
Who am I in my
To contemplate
In those times I try to

That we be free, truly
If we'd only knew we slaves to the pains of each other
But I I'd learn
To see my enemy as my
Then we could be free,
And we could away our sorrows
I'm not to bleed, if it means
We'll make them better today not

(love)
(love)
To love my as my brother
(yeah yeah)
my enemy my brother
Woah, oh, oh, oh
Enemy my