Lyrics:
GIDDIMANI.....
*POLICE DONT SHOOT BLACK LIVES MATTER
STOP KILL THE GHETTO YOUTH BLACK LIVES MATTER.
MY VOICE CANT MUTE BLACK LIVES MATTER
MAMA
time
Drops will hit the soil, our bells will chime
Feed my hungry youths
We matter
Raise our voices, hum until their walls shatter
Oh, we (we)
heard above your noise?"
And the lonely voice of youth cries
"What is truth?"
A little boy of three sittin' on the floor
Looks up and says, "Daddy, what
of gunfire a silent cry
Older men declare wars but it's the youth that ask why
Oh the youth with innocence lost
Paying the price no matter the cost
In
Andrew
Stand up stop make them Manipulate you
Me a talk for the youth without a Voice
Them see d Bread a shop and can't pay d price
The last bills him have
trying to be heard above your noise?
And the lonely voice of youth cries "What is truth?"
A little boy of three sittin' on the floor
Looks up
this and that you
Voice 1: could you believe this is matter of true, oh yeah
Voice 2: could you be, this is true
Voice 1: hold your woman
Voice
Mmm mmm mmm
Aaa
Mmm
Bj'orn again
RSR let me tell you what ah saying
D youths see a lot ah dem refuse it
But it don't matter 'cause I come to put
of the nation
We are, we are, youth of the nation
Who's to blame for the lives that tragedies claim?
No matter what you say
It don't take away the pain
of the nation
We are, we are, youth of the nation
Who's to blame for the lives that tragedies claim?
No matter what you say
It don't take away the pain
Voices keep me small and tongue-tied to the wall
Breast-fed by the moon, I've grown up too soon
Heart is the mind of the matter
What's the matter
be a new dawn
No matter the sacrifice and pain that you feel
You can never give yeah
Ghetto youth ghetto youth must survive
Ghetto youth ghetto
Foundation a di future
be di only thing and di focus of the youths and
whether ghetto youths or di uptown youths and
it no matter strap on your Gideon boots
Now that all my youth is gone
Id like to hear the voice of God
Now that all my youth
All my youth is gone
Id like to hear the voice of God
All my
Voices keep me small
And tongue-tied to the wall
Breast-fed by the moon,
I've grown up too soon
Heart is the mind of the matter
What's
rise rise
rise beg you rise
ghetto youths just rise
ghetto youth just rise, rise, rise
no matter how them give you a fight.
Yo we straight from
matter wah dem say
Ghetto youth haffi st'il survive
We hol' di faith alone from sun up 'til sun rise
Ah we dem prosecute and terrorize
But no matter
matter wah dem say
Ghetto youth haffi st'il survive
We hol' di faith alone from sun up 'til sun rise
Ah we dem prosecute and terrorize
But no matter
really matters
I'm tryin' to search my soul to find out, what I'm after
But the more I find my voice the more they try to make it harder (indeed)
So mom
These voices unified, so we speaking in tune
These voices amplified, so we reaching the youth
What if the red on the back of the bullet belonged to you
proud
Black on black
I matter
May your speakers bump it loud
Black on black
My fist be raised
My voice be raised
I am proud
Black on black
I matter
Voices keep me small
And tongue-tied to the wall
Breast-fed by the moon,
I've grown up too soon
Heart is the mind of the matter
What's
Intro:
Even though we are humble, they should know
We have faith
Pre Chorus:
The heights youth seek a Mt. Kilimanjaro, heights youth seek,
Today, I will walk into the Civic Auditorium
As a 17-year-old high school graduate
And walk out-
"Name?" The man's grating voice
Cuts through my reverie
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