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omari hardwick - american skin lyrics

[intro]
don’t you touch my people
don’t you touch my people

[verse 1]
my momma had a dream like she was dr. king
before i was a teen i could see some things
my poppa in the ring always fighting
when the bell go “ding” i can bе some things
i can feel the change, i fеlt a little strange
but i can rearrange, make ’em the same
make ’em crack a smile every time they feel the pain
all i need to get by [?] mary jane
i was born on the side where the village spray
black gun, white hand gets you blown away
but black gun, black hand, it can do the same
pills, grams, and the yams be the same way
got a book from my old man the other day
[?] say by the door, turned the other way
every word that i took found a way to pray
then i die from a look on my birthday
[hook]
white man, black man, yellow man, red man
fight back fellow man, yeah man til he can
don’t really care, h+ll no, what he said
all this sh+t [?] bloodshed
then i went to war, i’m a veteran
i’ma tryna be more like a better more
hands on the door, let me see ’em man
dead on the floor in american skin

[verse 2]
life a fast car, you don’t get reverse
can’t really redo what you can’t rehe+rs+
don’t really matter who you are, it could be your worst
you could be a big star in a bigger he+rs+
my pen [?] body every single verse
even if the [?] gotta f+ckin’ curse
it’s hard to write about a body in the dirt
another coffin leavin’ home [?]

[hook]
white man, black man, yellow man, red man
fight back fellow man, yeah man til he can
don’t really care, h+ll no, what he said
all this sh+t [?] bloodshed
then i went to war, i’m a veteran
i’ma tryna be more like a better more
hands on the door, let me see ’em man
dead on the floor in american skin
[verse 3]
they don’t want me to [?], they just want my life
[?] with demons, all i know is fight (get ’em)
i can get k!lled by a cop or my brother
[?] you a cold motherf+cker
my homie die young with [?]
going to a house party on a friday night
don’t know where i’m going, all i see is lights
fl!cker blue and red, rearview mirror so bright
why he got his hand on his gun when he approach
’cause he got the power, wanna turn me into a ghost
“i gotta make it home to my wife and my kid”
he look me in the face and he say the same sh+t

[bridge]
where we supposed to go? what we supposed to do?
nothing left to show, skin black and blue
where we supposed to go? what we supposed to do?
nothing left to show, skin black and blue
[outro]
at any given moment, no matter the place and time
life can break you down
you’re given a decision
do you crumble or climb?
do you listen or lose every opportunity given to you?
will you be a victim or victorious?
we don’t have to be the loudest in the room to notice us
(american skin)

- omari hardwick lyrics

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