COME ON AND SHOOT

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The Florey Flowers

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Shot for shot
I done grown my thoughts
Fought roses and roadblocks
For swimming pools with no cops
I try to rest but I'm no stop
Sign your mind to another man's time
For a fraction of a dime
Or let your dreams go for an eighth of snow
Everybody dealing with a ghost
Kill em kill em
Slow

'Cuz addictions
Cause friction
And the bitches
Won't listen
Don't mention
My opinion
The children
Might listen
Can't question
Cause the melanin
Too different
From the presidents
Yet with no precedence
We fight for our existence
Saying

Come On and Shoot
Come On and Shoot
Come On and Shoot
Come On and Shoot

Come On and Shoot
Come On and Shoot
Come On and Shoot
Come On and Shoot

Reached out for survival
Then I stepped in my revival
2 Years back suicidal
Couldn't have done it without my Bible
Now I'm here

No hate, just overcoming looking back without the pain
And now it's bliss reminiscing the days I had been drowned in rain

We not the same no more
I'm walking out that door
Never felt so sure before
Shot my shot I end the war

It's a battle
'Cuz I'm fighting for my life
And I understand the strife

But I can't look left or right
No I won't let go of my sight (Won't let go)

Went east side to the west side
Now I'm living my best life
But we still say

Come On and Shoot
Come On and Shoot
Come On and Shoot
Come On and Shoot

Come On and Shoot
Come On and Shoot
Come On and Shoot
Come On and Shoot

Come On and Shoot
Come On and Shoot
Come On and Shoot
Come On and Shoot
Come On and Shoot

Come On and Shoot
Come On and Shoot
Come On and Shoot
Come On and Shoot

Come On and Shoot
Come On and Shoot
Come On and Shoot
Come On and Shoot

Mad people let me down
Institutions of white white white
And some brown
Mixed babies all around
Common ancestor
The ones who burned our culture down

Peoples hurt burns deeper than any reparations
Affirmative action affirming classism
Our definitions of dark differ
Basic knowledge called radicalism
Surface level conversations
And points cut off
For my winning shot
Umpire the rigged one
Throwing me into any box

Neruda described as confused
White perspective outlining every conversation
Points lost in translation
Envy the enemy's ability to stay out of it
Accountability lost in accounting
Filled quotas got me thinking I'm the carried one

A mad dash to understanding hoping to reach the light,
Dark stories to depressing to tell
But imagine living it
My identity shaped by my interactions in a world
That refuses to be anything other than ignorant.

Never been driven to anger but you got me
Bring up conversations of minority and identity
But silence the people that go through it
Not enough time to get into it
Or around it
Like let me consider this perspective from my lens
And my thoughts about it
POC in a PWI
Got me thinking about genocide
Of ideas
And lack of empathize
Of ideals
Perspective too dark sounding

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