MikeMacG88 - Where do we go

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This Willie Lynch letter is not a myth, That's what got us actin' like this
This self hatred is real, Got these kids not wanting to live
And ready to kill, Why you think this black on black crime is so violent
And these our kids that's dying, And its bringing on this high blood pressure
This diabetes, and this cancer, Yeah black folk problems
I had to come to terms and learn, To love being called a Nigga
Like being ignorant is apart of my heritage, Naw, I'm the son of Sylvester Slemmons
And pride, loyalty and respect is what he taught me,Its a shame that these folks is wearing these body cams
Recording all this evidence ,And still we cant get justice and I'm sick of it
And us as blacks, we need to do better than just saying black lives matter.We need a longer month than February
When our Grandparents, they fought for this country, Took away our freedom and our forty acres
But black is beautiful, Any form, any shape, Just a little motivation can change the nation ,All you need is faith
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I be dodging drama When I'm ducking down
Like I'm skipping class on you clowns
You be failing lessons when I follow crowds
Check the history after the math
Look at me now Black and I'm proud
Head up high ten toes down, Yeah
I'm black and I know they hate it
Best revenge is to show them you made it
Climbing Lauryn's hill from mis-education
Never switched up I graduated
Steady elevating while I'm meditating, Like I'm levitating from the ground
And I practice patience when they under rate it, no accident thank God I made it
And they love to hate it, when they thought I faded, I was lost but I'm Finally found
We waging war but we fight different might look the same but my life different
No clap, clout, or hype cuz my God Got my light lit
Its him who light shine in me, Its him who is nice with it
Its Jesus Jesus, til I'm dead and gone It Him who I rock with
Where do we go, we go , from here
Where do we go, we go, from here
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From here, where do we go from here
Where do we go, where do we go
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From here, where do we go from here

Written by:
Michael McGee, Schevelle McGee, Schevelle Slemmons

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