| Pray for me defend these streets
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| Murder was the case shot by police
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| Last word he said was I can’t breathe
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| Rest in peace can rest in peace
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| Momma she gon' cry for me
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| Folks gon' yell, deep in these streets
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| Sound of pain, ain’t no peace
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| Just know when you hear my people weep
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| It’s the sound of love
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| Gun to your back 'cause you black kids in the whip
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| Seven to his back different than when we ride for Kaepernick
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| At seventeen, a son dies, murder was the case
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| Time flies still we never can forget the face
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| It’s mourning nights knowin' Breonna ain’t gettin' another morning
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| Watchin' black death, our murder shouldn’t be normal
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| Mercy mercy what a world our black children are born into
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| Black is king we pray that scars will heal, still a noose
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| Wounds out the womb, targets on our back like birth marks are tombs
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| And now these all black for the funerals
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| Following families at the funeral
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| Carried by six but we loved by the universe
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| Mercy mercy God shine through my soul
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| Bloodstained street bodies glitter and gold
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| Mercy mercy God shine through my soul
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| Bloodstained street bodies glitter and gold, kings
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| Pray for me defend these streets
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| Murder was the case shot by police
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| Last word he said was I can’t breathe
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| Rest in peace can rest in peace
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| Momma she gon' cry for me
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| Folks gon' yell, deep in these streets
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| The sound of pain, ain’t no peace
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| Just know when you hear my people weep
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| It’s the sound of love
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| Pray for me, death in these streets
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| Red blood, these slugs, murder police
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| I know you fear my black is king
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| Please hug my momma tell her she’s my queen
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| And the should I not come home
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| Tell my daddy I held my own
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| Intimidated by my black my throne
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| They pulled that chrome under the black domes (bow)
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| Wounds out the womb, targets on our back like birth marks are tombs
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| And now these all black for the funerals
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| Following families at the funeral
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| Carried by six but we loved by the universe
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| Mercy mercy God shine through my soul
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| Bloodstained streets bodies glitter and gold
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| Mercy mercy God shine through my soul
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| Bloodstained streets bodies glitter and gold, kings
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| Pray for me defend these streets
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| Murder was a case shot by police
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| Last word he said was I can’t breathe
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| Rest in peace can rest in peace
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| Momma she gon' cry for me
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| Folks gon' yell, deep in these streets
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| Sound of pain, ain’t no peace
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| Just know when you hear my people weep
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| It’s the sound of love
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| It’s the sound of love
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| It’s the sound of love |