Second Line
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Moment of silence, I just watched him die live They say you living wrong if they kill you with your eyes open So I just question if my eyes are open More beautiful for spacious skies I just made a milli telling children kill a nigga just to waste some time Is it a waste of time? Was it worth it Gentlemen this is a genocide Pick a side, pick your sign up picket lines or picket signs up We could wake up like a wicked line up if we could line up Real life getting in the way I gotta bottle of liquor, limes up She got a booty we might make a movie Then wait 'til the news of another shooting But what can we do? it's America the beautiful, uh Red eyes, white lies, I wonder what the blue is for Oh you and yours might've witnessed a few of yours But nothing quite like this American funeral, the funeral Cry children, cry Baby run for your life, whoa Pray children, pray To save the nation from the grave Cry children, cry Baby run for your life, whoa Pray children, pray To save the nation from the grave (Hey, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death) (I will fear no evil) My country tis of thee sweet land of liberty It's hard for me to sing about the forefathers Fathers are a rarity to me See nobody's got 'em, woo The tattoos we use to pay the homage (pay the homage) In the aftermath are Reaganomics (Reagonomics) We've been wasting time, can we be honest? (we be honest) We fall way beyond, can't get beyind us Gentlemen this is a genocide Pick a side, pick your sign up picket lines or picket signs up We could wake up like a wicked line up if we could line up Real life getting in the way I gotta bottle of liquor, limes up She got a booty we might make a movie Then wait 'til the news of another shooting But what can we do? it's America the beautiful, woo Red eyes, white lies, I wonder what the blue is for Oh you and yours might've witnessed a few of yours But nothing quite like this American funeral, the funeral Cry children, cry Baby run for your life, whoa (your life) Pray children, pray To save the nation from the grave (whoa, cry) Cry children, cry (cry) Baby run for your life, whoa (hey) Pray children, pray (come on) To save the nation from the grave
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Written by: Coleridge Tillman, Jason Evigan
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