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outlawz – finally lyrics

[intro]
what is common matter?
if it’s your son, or your daughter, what is common matter?
oh

[verse 1]
man i’m so sick and tired of bein’ sick and tired, where did we go wrong?
prolly’ when they threw us on that boat and didn’t bring us on
yeah that was a long time ago, man them days is long gone
but we never will forget
yeah what’s goin’ on right now, systematic racism
man that pig just shot him in his back, he had his babies with him
how much can we take before we break? that’s what i wanna know
pressure bust pipes, ‘ventually this sh+t is gonna blow
politicin’ with my bro, tryna make some sense of this
end up just shakin’ my head, we dyin’ over senseless sh+t
i know how my pen can get, so i let that b+tch speak
spittin’ war on these beats, been the voice of the streets
heaven in this sh+t, knee deep, but i see it clear
i may not make it with you, but i know we gon’ get there (i know)
and the time is now, ain’t no turnin’ round, straight ahead
they said a change was gonna come, i think we finally there

[chorus]
pardon me brother
who is darker than [?]?
we gotta stop k!llin’ ourselves (yeah)
if we gon’ make it through (they keep k!llin’ us)
they keep k!llin’ us, and we k!llin’ us
black lives gon’ be few (oh)
they start rebuildin’ us and healin’ us
sayin’ god’ll get us through
it’s lightnin’
[verse 2]
we tell ’em “black lives matter”, but they still can’t feel us (feel us)
our taxes pay the wages for the people tryin’ to k!ll us
get us out the way, that’s how they doin’ our people (doin’ our people)
they treat us like we less, while they tell us we equal
we be fallin’ for that sh+t, i done beefin’ over nothin’
talkin’ like a gangster ’til them police wanna cuff us
why we actin’ petty, out here flossin’ on your feti?
’til them consequences come, n+gga, you ain’t even ready
had us learnin’ lies, had us fightin’ all they wars
shackled up in chains while we doin’ all they chores
now there’s little kids homeless, with nothin’ to eat (eat)
and they still wanna lynch a n+gga dead in the street (dead in the street)

[outro]
if it’s your son, or your daughter, what is common matter?
you bet his friend you did one, but it’s common matter
if it’s your son, or your daughter, what is common matter?
oh, i
you bet his friend you did one, but it’s common matter

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