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mohawk johnson, tygko, ell!psis, & cam stacey - balance lyrics

[intro: cam stacey]
ribs made of glass, face on the floor
i’ve been runnin’ ‘round my dreams like i’ve been here before
feet made of stone, water to my knees
maybe when i die, i can finally sleep

[verse 1: mohawk]
white folk know what’s wrong with me
ex won’t stop stalking me
police my reactions
won’t watch how you talk to me
watch how you walk to me
won’t change the subject
we can’t hit a helmet
y’all k!ll us in public

i can’t understand it
the way that they leverage us
i can’t f+ckin’ stand up
they made one leg heavier
crackеrs, they don’t get me
this sh+t is for thе birds
twerk off to my music
but don’t hear a word

sometimes i wish they shot me
get so nervous i could throw up
y’all say y’all support me
but y’all never f+cking show up
we begged you to show up
but you ain’t f+ckin’ listen
y’all so f+ckin’ lazy
y’all let all us go to prison
then you vote for moderates
who say they’ll save our lives
when they said they don’t like conflict
lest it benefit the whites
they wrote the f+ckin’ crime bill
that locked all us up for weed
but y’all happy it’s legal now that
y’all collect the green

my life f+ckin’ matter
got it tatted on my arm
now i’m back in therapy
reducing my harm
system thinks i’m monstrous
they won’t cut me a deal
prosecutor’s a white woman
i feel like emmett till

i don’t sleep at night
because i replay what they did
they laughed when they beat us
then they threw us in the clench
i wish they would k!ll me
now i live in fear
why ain’t they just k!ll me?
i don’t wanna be here
[verse 2: tygko]
(yeah)
(i’m gonna be here forever)
(k!ll me? no)
(you can’t f+ckin’ k!ll me)
(i’m already dead)

every time i look back
i can see the shadow
sun just burnt my eyes out
it don’t even matter
i’m about to spazz out
imma call for backup
thought i had it planned out
’til i had it shattered

stayin’ not dead
put my head on a platter
so i’m really not playing
this is all i really have for real
crackers wanna hang him in the galleria
you don’t have to see it no more
put away the maga t+shirt

had it up to here
but a battle would be travesty
but what is living here? no better
the people after me
i really wish my n+gga knew better
now i know tragedy
now i know grief, pain, deep anger, and apathy
so watch how you rappin’ to me
i’d prolly take a different path if he hadn’t’a leaved
sh+t, i’d prolly take your f+ckin’ life if you hatchin’ a scheme
sh+t, i prolly make a million twice ‘fore i add to the team
sh+t i think about when i’m up high on a balancing beam

[outro: cam stacey]
ribs made of glass, face on the floor
i’ve been runnin’ ‘round my dreams like i’ve been here before
feet made of stone, water to my knees
maybe when i die, i can finally sleep

- mohawk johnson tygko ellpsis cam stacey lyrics

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