Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song No Ways Tired, artist - Jackie Hill Perry
Date of issue: 10.05.2018
Song language: English
No Ways Tired |
She said she was tired |
Tired of mailing her sons away |
Tired of guns summoning death |
Telling the press, too frustrated to yell and it’s messing with her |
I remember when they told me I wasn’t the homie |
I was a segment |
She said it with tears with her head in my chest and |
I felt the burden, I felt it burn up, I saw the fire |
I saw the furnace, who turned it higher? |
I heard and turned and grabbed some dirt |
She said that my son’s inside it |
It’s hard to pray and say the name of what 81 invited but who will listen? |
This prison system is lynching my babies |
His bail is higher than what put him inside and it’s crazy |
Is he a colleague from Riker’s Island with violence |
Or maybe he gotta die to be safe |
And I’m still alive, let us pray |
Life is getting harder, God I need thee |
Gotta walk on water where you are, oh God I need thee |
God I’m losing focus, hold me close because I need thee |
Never let me go, oh don’t I know it, God I need thee |
He said he was woke |
He tired of sleeping, he tired of weeping for bodies |
Nobody try believing the body is blind, I see it |
He said it with red in his eye |
The color that smothered his brother under that sheet |
He mumbles something I seen |
The other day when I was walking with him |
Through the park with lots of children, dogs of all civilians |
No guards to stop and frisk or draw revolvers, all the privilege |
We all so different, walks beside a Christian |
Can’t decide the difference, I provide a bridge |
He frowns and says he wants to hate 'em |
Put a noose around his neck and text him «how's it hanging?» |
Treat him like his skin’s the curse of Ham, he knows it’s Satan |
When the press becomes oppressive, it’s us trading places |
So he bids him grace and praises |
I can’t get tired |
I can’t get tired |
Life is getting harder, God I need thee |
Gotta walk on water where you are, oh God I need thee |
God I’m losing focus, hold me close because I need thee |
Never let me go, oh don’t I know it, God I need thee |
She said she was tired |