Lyrics JUNE 12TH - Blood Orange

JUNE 12TH

You grew up in a different world
I as a black man, I may know pain but I don’t
Know the pain of a black woman
…Seen America with different eyes, than the
Slain Puerto Rican sister, June 12th.
June 12th…
My eyes were scratched out on many dates I
Can’t remember.
You must love yourself.
Don’t fake it till you make it
Stay true till you’re thru.
Ya get me.
Dam Funk said — too hood for the nerds, too weird for the thugs…
R.I.P Philando I swear I woulda flexed on dem niggas.
Mann
The older British don’t know what it’s like.
On my mama
I sweat blood on a Euro
Are you an ally or are you hiding?
I’ve seen the sides of you, I’ve seen your eyes on view
I’ve seen the way they look at you, cold oh I know.
Koh moht nah rohd, ehp me
Time to let go, of me