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

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

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Sometimes I wake up and I up at the sky
Asking why I'm alive when the realest niggas
And my pride won't let me up, lord as hard as I try
In those times I try to

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

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

Sometimes I wake up and I up in the sky
Asking why I survived all the that I could have died
Who am I in my
To contemplate
In times I try to remember

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

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