nandun ayeshan - bessemer night lyrics
[intro]
fck the stripes, fck the flag, f+ck the fake+ass pride
they tell you “land of freedom” while the poor kids die
usa ain’t a vision—it’s a smoke+filled room
where the rich sip whiskey while the poor face doom
they sell you postcards with bright blue skies
but the trenches got bodies that never close eyes
they move dope through the alleys, run hoes through the motels
gangs ain’t the only ones trappin’, city hall got the wholesale
[chorus]
bessemer nights, gunshots ring, cops don’t come when the young boys bleed…
meth in the veins, fent’ in the pack, junkies sell kids just to cop they crack…
he got cash, he got friends, law got chains but they always bend…
she got scars, she got sins, he got bail, she got dead ends…
dope fiends, ghost blocks, homicides chalked but the case get dropped…
bodies float, wrists tied, n+as get framed while the real k!llers ride…
mamas cry, daddies gone, kids hold heat just to walk back home…
gavel falls, case cold, judge get paid, streets turn stone…
[verse 1 ]
the dopeboys movin’ fent’ out the halfway homes
while the rich man in his mansion gettin’ neck on the phone
city full of ghosts, block full of chalk
feds don’t come, but they tap when we talk
tell me why they let the rapist walk free
but my young n+++a doin’ ten for a tree?
tell me why the meth labs run by the state
while they raidin’ the trap house, lockin’ our fate?
tell me why the pastor buyin’ girls in the pew
but a broke mother stealin’ food get twenty+two?
tell me why the mayor got a private jet
while kids in the hood got nothin’ but debt?
(chorus)
bessemer nights, gunshots ring, cops don’t come when the young boys bleed…
meth in the veins, fent’ in the pack, junkies sell kids just to cop they crack…
he got cash, he got friends, law got chains but they always bend…
she got scars, she got sins, he got bail, she got dead ends…
dope fiends, ghost blocks, homicides chalked but the case get dropped…
bodies float, wrists tied, n+as get framed while the real k!llers ride…
mamas cry, daddies gone, kids hold heat just to walk back home…
gavel falls, case cold, judge get paid, streets turn stone
[verse 2 ]
the gold phantom got a mansion up in mountain brook
own half the city, and his hands in the crooks
real estate scams, cops on payroll
judge take bribes, n+as die, case closed.++
they pushin’ heroin out the back of the jail
while the da doin’ lines off a rich b+tch tail
politicians got they d+cks in the game
sellin’ kids for the profit, then they wipe off the name
k+9s sniff coke in the senator’s benz
but they ain’t pull him over, cuz the law got friends
they raid the hoods, but the real dope move white
judge f+ckin’ minors, but he home by the night
(bridge]
who clean the money? who write the checks?
who bury the bodies but never get pressed?
who run the courts? who run the jails?
who make the rules but never get nailed?
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