Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song KBGK , by - Moor Mother. Song from the album Fetish Bones, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 15.09.2016
Record label: Don Giovanni
Song language: English
KBGK |
| Black Quantum Futurism |
| Transgender VHS |
| We are out here, let’s go |
| We livin in bliss |
| Talking cockroaches utopian piss survivals with no conscious |
| In a burning church with four girls with fresh curls |
| Goin to see Emmett Till out his casket |
| Beaten to death with a hatchet |
| For whistlin at white girls |
| Blood swells we just dyin |
| Tell Hollywood to keep the flies flyin |
| No use for crying |
| They (?) dyin |
| And everything’s for sale |
| Even your swag and your public housing |
| Chain gangs and penitentiaries now |
| The killings of the unjust |
| Go crush, get your feelings rushed to holy hold up |
| They shoutin 'Souls up' |
| 2 for 5 who’s movin out this bitch alive |
| Ye ye ye |
| The friar cried out |
| Before they’re all together loud |
| And the guns and the machetes out |
| And the white academics to write about |
| And the Uncle Toms to hashtag and blog about |
| Wouldn’t lie about |
| I ain’t bout no business |
| No corporate friendships |
| This my grand bitch we dyin |
| Why you cheerleadin on the sidelines |
| Paper cup at the pipeline |
| It’s go time |
| What you waitin for? |
| For them to lynch our naked body live on Channel 4 |
| Burn the live remains left on the dance floor? |
| They still turnin up |
| Cause it’s a lituation |
| Hands up, don’t shoot |
| That your occupation |
| Kill black girl kill |
| That’s my dissertation |
| And if you can’t drop a bomb |
| On they plantation |
| Just get em hey |
| This one for my newborn son |
| Cherrie and Mary and James Baldwin |
| Dedicated to all my black and brown boys |
| You heard me? |