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lawren – castro lyrics

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[lawren] (clears breath) yeah
[p soul] p soul on track

[verse 1]
i’m the suspect and the victim, i promise they never listen
you the diamond of a glisten, stop rhyming, they don’t listen yo
that’s how i’m starting to feel, feel like i’m in the field, uh
working in the sun, i’m hurting but it’s done
now i’m on the run from ice, my dad surely sacrifice
yeah he did, got in the boat for some hope he could hit the coast
and search for freedom to hit his body with a bullet
that’s why i’m never scared when they say they gonna pull it
my dad was in prison, just for speaking his mind
so i’m teaching his time, why i’m reaching the youth
there’s agreed back in cuba that they order to shoot
and they don’t speak much, i found out from my mama
and we don’t speak much, i wanna tell him it’s an honor
it’s like when you find out your favorite hero is your father
it’s like when we cry, hearing speeches from obama
i got a sister i never met because of castro
she try to flee but shots rang, yeah that’s cold
last week 9 people drown tryna flee
tell me what to do cause you know that we all free
we don’t vote but wanna cry about the issues
my father risked his life, i really hope that it hits you
hope it don’t miss you, like the people of cuba
we ignored ’em for years, like we heard a shooter the day castro died
the day castro died
miami and the burb’, i just pray he repent
i know we won’t relent, i just pray i forgive
for somethin’ i never live. a lotta people die
that could never go back, it’s like they tried to bomb
but this was never a fact. it was the castro regime that left nothing intact
they took the media, they took your property
they took your life if you would come at them properly
y’all don’t understand why we cry for “alien”
his mother drowned and they took her baby son
that made him communist, so yeah
i was criticized by yankees
my dad was a refugee, yo my aunt was a refugee
yo my grandpa a refugee, yo my grandma was a refugee
i heard white people try to call us refs
of course, you know this made me all upset
don’t you ever say “ref”, or talk about what you don’t get
just because you don’t get us doesn’t make us a threat
yo i’m cuban/puerto rican, still proud to be american
donald trump is not my president, can’t even stare at him
yeah, can we vote for jesus, can we vote for jesus?
just want to be free

[cuban gibberish, i don’t speak the language, it may be from a castro speech though]



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