The Mourning (feat. Leek Mali)

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Woke up this morning
Mourning, strange fruit 
To the sound of black reign
To the sound of black reign 

Feels like the news 
Is always bout looting 
And never 'bout nuses
Oh are we a nuisance
Our death amusing to you

Woke up this mourning
Had Trail Mix 
Salted chocolate eyes
And strange fruit 
With blood on the roots 
(Root root)
Blood on the root 
(Root root)
Blood on the root 

My real eyes realize 
Your white lies
Realize the price
Of a melamine demise 
(Cha Ching cha Ching)

What do I do 
(What do I do?)
Tried to peaceful 
(So peaceful) 
I'm losing my cool
I'm bout to shoot shit up 

Was talking to God when I loaded that block
And then shit got popping
He didn't stop me 
Oh 
What have I done
What have I done

Aye moe
My melamine cost just about 350 a muthafuckin' gram 
That's 35 times this dime I rolled up for me and my man
Now I ain't the type to politic about money trees and the means for Uncle Sam
But my tax revenues personified what odds it means to be a man

In America nuses and strings are a predator 
Oppressing through the means of my character 
And I'm trailing through the dreams of inheritors
You telling me that in my heritage
And yes & my hair it is plated 
From an escape route 
Destined for a North Star 
At a safe house

Let me tell you story about a little boy 
Originated in Chicago 
He was murdered for what I know 
At 14 never knew what could follow
A white lie
At least that's what the white lady decides 
And when she was caught off guard by a black boy
It was strange fruit hanging another black life lost
And now we're 2020
And tell me ain't shit changed in 2020 
And tell me ain't shit changed in 2020
And tell me ain't shit changed in 2020
Real life mutha'f*ck what oppressors say, Child of God in Disguise 
Issa resume

Was talking God 
(You know who the f*ck I was talking to moe)
Was talking to God 
(Aye kill moe)
Lord please have mercy on me 
(Have mercy on my muthafuckin' soul)
This Mourning is weighing heavy on me 
(Child of God in Disguise) 

I admit it 
I admit it 
Swear to God I fucking did it 
Didn't mean it but I did 
(But I did, and I'm telling you right now)
Swear to God it felt so good 
(I'm feeling loose in this muthafucka')

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