a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z 0 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 #

sayla - unwelcomed كلمات الأغنية

why do you hate me?
could it be the colour of my skin?
am i any less human? beneath my melanin, am i coloured in sin?
could it be my hair? could it be my words? or could it be my lips?
do the dialect i speak make everyone sick? no, can i really be fixed?
maybe you hate my people, does our culture make you squirm?
maybe you hate our circ-mstances, would you like to see us burn?
churn, work like what we were made for huh?
like what we were paid for huh?
i prayed for the day, and today’s the day we ‘bout to get even bro
reason to strike up – ample
p-ss on my god, destroy our temples
see who’s a snake, when you words get trampled
see who gets played, if you down for the gamble
while you b-tches be hiding behind religion;
we be tweakin’ and fixin’ the weapons – yea the education
we bouta’ rise above and fly beyond your dreams
kick down the doors, tear up your seams
become your bosses, infiltrate your teams
break the cl-sses, pull down your beams
they say we’re from the bottom of the cast
then how come i’ve got god in my genes?

they say
“you can not come
you don’t belong
you’re not welcomed to stay
you can not run
you can’t be one
you deserve to go away
you’re unwelcomed”

this is not a revolt, this is a societal restructure
don’t hate the artist, hate the bigger picture
i’m just a pixel on your screen, deciding to blow out
so even as you stream, i’m making sure i f-cking stand out
whatchu know bout bein’ a minority?
enslaved to the money, bought and sold by a colony
at bottoms of economies
i said i wanna lead, wanna feed, sow seed
but they all made fun of me
there’s gotta be a better fee to pay to make it
hold on to dignity, without having to fake it
wannabe tony without being a crony
wannabe yogi without losing my homies
what we gotta do to get our respect
walk with chin up, instead stepping back
so much to gain when there’s so much we lack
so much to brain, so little to brag
so when the odds are stacked, we gotta stay on track, cause the storm is stirring
cause behind our backs, whether we like it or not, they still callin’ us kelings

they say
“you can not come
you don’t belong
you’re not welcomed to stay
you can not run
you can’t be one
you deserve to go away
you’re unwelcomed”

what’s a clean ethnicity? you? you tellin’ me?
what is authenticity? deluded superiority?
a diluted n-z- germany? what, you? you want me to be cowardly?
i’m wise enough to fight it off, the will to despise it all, even my enemies
i see oppressors as pretenders, salam
befriend us as defenders, shalome
if the preachers have the answers, how come
your apprentice are outlandish, so wrong
the crooks are in the bandwidth, so long
old books come with baggage, haram
since we lot start dropping the bombs, we’ve been bleeding from the bandage
sodom

they say
“you can not come
you don’t belong
you’re not welcomed to stay
you can not run
you can’t be one
you deserve to go away
you’re unwelcomed”

- sayla

كلمات أغنية عشوائية

كلمات الأغاني الشهيرة