Burden - We the People
They want me 6 feet deep ,They want under the dirt,
Don’t want to let me breathe,
They want my mamma to hurt,
They might know my face
They might know my name,
But they don’t know my past,
They never felt my pain
Fuck they talkin bout
I don’t want to die, Somebody pray for me,
The homies in the sky, gone have to wait,
I can smell your lies,watch what you say to me,
I done seen a lot of shit that I can never talk about
I don’t want to hurt your feelings, why are you Gotta be so fragile,
We politicing, you get offended
And I look like an asshole,
Don’t be surprised if you see gunman post outside of that business,
They sick and tired, of holdin fire,
And they just tryin to end it,
So pick a side, you crucified, by everybody’s opinions,
And Keep it peaceful, cause the people round me armed and malicious,
Protected by the amendments,
I want you all in attendance,
When I say that I ain’t ever backin down with God as my witness,
If shit get real,
I’ll be right there in the field
Never folded, and never will,
-Everybody better chill,
Won’t be none of that in this little town,
This ain’t the place you want to fuck around,
shit could happen, in the midst of action, imagine that you got to stand your ground
-My neighborhood, the one that had raised me, and painted my character,
-Nothing was good, and nothing was fair,,
But this is America,
-you get 1 shot in this life,
Pretend like you rrrshooting a derringer,
-Ain’t no fuckin with me, you fuckin with me
And imma embarrass ya,
They want me 6 feet deep ,
They want under the dirt,
Don’t want to let me breathe,
They want my mamma to hurt,
They might know my face
They might know my name,
But they don’t know my past,
They never felt my pain
Fuck they talkin bout
I don’t want to die, Somebody pray for me,
The homies in the sky, gone have to wait,
I can smell your lies,watch what you say to me,
I done seen a lot of shit, that I can never talk about
im speaking the truth,
And you disagree,
But what can you do,
Here’s a message to the looting ass little broke bitches I see on the news
Whatever got you thinking you can came and do what you want, well that ain’t the move,
-Gotta protect what I built on my back,
If I’m backed in the corner it’s legal to shoot,
hard for you to see the other side
You ain’t been a victim
All I want is rights,
That ain’t protestin, that’s Mob and riot,
People shot dead, just another night,
Might be mislead, But let it just be said, You only voting left, because they voting right
If we all people, than we all equal, gotta come together, ain’t no better time,
Divided we stand, united we fall, what have we done, we are the puppets,
Who are the hands, what are the plans, Who woulda thought, who seen it comin,
-look Every time I see the police around me, I get hella nervous, like I’m doin bad,
If I get profiled, I get pulled over, maybe handcuffed, and put up in the back,
But I won’t resist,
You can search me, I insist ,
Yea you know that’s confidence, play cool cause I ain’t got no time for this,
Yea then I say bye and wave,
And I just drive away,
And That’s just it Bitch it wasn’t some kind of privilege that I ain’t die today,
-My neighborhood, the one that had raised me, and painted my character,
-Nothing was good, and nothing was fair,,
But this is America,
-you get 1 shot in this life,
Pretend like you rrrshooting a derringer,
-Ain’t no fuckin with me, you fuckin with me
And imma embarrass ya,
They want me 6 feet deep ,
They want under the dirt,
Don’t want to let me breathe,
They want my mamma to hurt,
They might know my face
They might know my name,
But they don’t know my past,
They never felt my pain
Fuck they talkin bout
I don’t want to die, Somebody pray for me,
The homies in the sky, gone have to wait,
I can smell your lies,watch what you say to me,
I wanna say a lot of shit that I could never talk
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Written by:
Kenneth Bartels
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