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ja will - jsn (interlude) كلمات أغنية

[intro]
ayy, ayy
ayy, ayy, ayy
yo

[chorus]
put down your phone man, this ain’t for recordin’
this is ’cause this land is our home
“africa ain’t your homeland” n_gga, what’s my home then?
where your momma, ayy

[verse 1]
i remember at my ‘bama house in hammond, way before i was rappin’
seen trayvon dead on the news
that was the minute i found out that my pigment
is just the right ticket to trigger the boys in blue
dude, back home before school, me and e tryna get some food
with three dollars just to split so we can eat
then we ran into this pig who called us both thieves as kids
get this, bro was blacker than me
i guess the badge gave him powers that he didn’t have before
with ability to strip the pride right out of my core
he wrote our names down, and then he vanished from the store
i thought we was all kings in this b_tch like chadwick bose’
i guess not, back in school, they on my headtop
callin’ me a oreo, a cracker with some dreadlocks
questionin’ the color of my skin before my voice got deep
goin’ to school with all these n_ggas who looked just like me
they grew up broke with no daddies, they was just like me
nowadays, i tell myself that it wasn’t that deep
searchin’ for identity is so specific to us
we never knew who we was because they stripped it from us
[chorus]
put down your phone man, this ain’t for recordin’
this is ’cause this land is our home
“africa ain’t your homeland” n_gga, what’s my home then?
where your momma cookin’ up grits on the stove

[verse 2]
we searchin’ for a better day than yesterday, but hope run dry
i pray that every day in my city, n0body die
and if they do, them n_ggas prayin’ for no witness
they lookin’ at us, think to themselves, “they just some n_ggas”
now i wear the color of my skin like a chain on my neck
though they remind us all the time there was a chain on our neck
there’s so much shame in that fact, but who’s to blame for that?
it’s the people that makin’ movies sayin’ slavery whack
they got the nerve to go and tell us that this isn’t our land
like the place they call home ain’t come from my people’s hands
everything is everything, and forced to repeat
people with my skin hurt so you can stare at your screen
they make assumptions, they don’t know us, make cuffs to hold us
make laws to hoe us, make walls to close us
off from our own, denied us from any closure
so when i look back home, i realize y’all f_ckin’ owe us

- ja will

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