The Count

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I've lost count
Since 1865
Been out here on our grind
How many men have die
The Count would Lose count
Of all the tears we've cried
Just tryna stay alive 
But ain't no way I'm not gone fight, no

How many strange fruit gone hang 
Before we cut down the vines
Been hanging so long 
Starting to turn into wine
Fermenting got the system drunk 
Off the blood we provide
Talking bad apples
When the soils filled up with pesticides
How many dead end jobs we gotta work 
Before they finally pay up
They still building plantation house with are labor
Using paper manilas
To buy us out and enslave us
And we just take it 
And keep push just like mothers in labor
How many times we gone pray 
For a god to save us
Been 400 years and he still ain't showed up
How many pastors private jets 
Are we gone fill up
For we realize god helps justify
The spilling of blood
And tell me
How many times 
We gone scream out black lives
Matter for we realize
A slogan just ain't gone suffice
Like we gone say it loud enough
A system that been killing us
By design suddenly gone change up
That's dumb as f*ck
How many times a black momma gotta grieve
Before we see
Saying no justice no peace
Don't keep bodies out at streets
Needing justice mean
Another brother is deceased
By some cracker who need backup 
Cause he knocking at the knees
How many times we gonna tear down people 
Cause they disagree
Not on actions but on tactics 
When we on the same team
Gone end up like Chuck and never get a ring
Focused on petty differences
Rather than what the mission is
How many times before we not so selfish
We don't understand them
But they should understand us
Can't give directions without knowing
Where they coming from
And we wonder why where we planned
Ain't where we ending up
How many times
Even the Count would lose count
Shit looking at his skin
He probably be on the ground
Counting down his last seconds
Desperately screaming out
Then it repeats like her never made a sound

How many times
Since 1865
Been out here on our grind
how many men have die
The Count would Lose count
Of all the tears we've cried
Just tryna stay alive
But ain't no way I'm not gone fight, no
I've lost count
Since 1865
Been out here on our grind
How many men have die
The Count would Lose count
Of all the tears we've cried
Just tryna stay alive 
But ain't no way I'm not gone fight, no

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