Made Kings. - THE MARCH

For years I stood with my fist up high (We get high just to get by)
You stood in my way when I tried to get by (That's suicide that's suicide that's suicide)
You spit in my face and killed my people (Ain't no where to hide)
How I'm supposed to ever feel we're equal
But now I'm taking a stand I'm getting back what's mine
My people from the motherland you took it you took it
Put shackles on my brother hands you crooked you crooked
My heart is beating in my chest you pulled it you pulled it
Say this the land of the free that's bullshit that's bullshit
I guess we'll never know exactly why they hate us
Can't sit and watch all these crooked cops exterminate us
They get the flag and they clean up all the blood splatter
They look us in our face and then they ask us what's the matter
I say you stepping on our hands when we climb up the ladder
We built this land for free and made your pockets fatter
Took our mothers from our sons left our lives scattered
Until the death of me I scream Black Lives Matter
Please don't get live that's suicide My niggas five from the east side
This a manhunt ain't nowhere to hide Ain't no safe place ain't no light at night
So we improvise can't hide the pain See it in our eyes just like the planes
That's in the sky we get high just to get by
That's suicide that's suicide that's suicide
Every day now it's the same now 'nother flame out I brought that flame out
We we from that preacher had a gun bruh We was taught that we could never run bruh
Put the Gucci down put your hands up We got sick of kneeling this a stand up
I was on the ceiling pulled my mans up On the ball like rubber get my bands up
It's okay now who to blame now When that nigga died cause he came down
But that father died for a cigarette a pig in a vest Who's the bigger threat
So we marching down all your streets now Feet still dancing to the beat now
It's a damn shame we gotta burn it down What's his damn name? You better say it now
You better say it loud
I guess we'll never know exactly why they hate us
Can't sit and watch all these crooked cops exterminate us
They get the flag and they clean up all the blood splatter
They look us in our face and then they ask us what's the matter
I say you step in on our hands when we climb up the ladder
We built this land for free and made your pockets fatter
Took our mothers from our sons left our lives scattered
Until the death of me I scream black lives matter
For years I stood with my fist up high
(We get high just to get by)
You stood in my way when I tried to get by
(That's suicide that's suicide that's suicide)
You spit in my face and killed my people
(Aint nowhere to hide)
How I'm supposed to ever feel we're equal
But now I'm taking a stand I'm getting back what's mine

Written by:
Aaron Cammon, Giovanni Coleman

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