Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song All of Us, artist - Talib Kweli. Album song Radio Silence, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 16.11.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: 3D, Javotti Media
Song language: English
All of Us |
We have nothing to lose but our chains |
(We have nothing to lose but our chains!) |
Now you say that shit so loud, them motherfuckers outside hear you |
It is our duty to fight for our freedom! |
(It is our duty to fight for our freedom!) |
It is our duty to win (It is our duty to win!) |
We must love and support each other |
(We must love and support each other!) |
We have nothing to lose (We have nothing to lose!) |
We have nothing to lose (We have nothing to lose!) |
We have nothing to lose (We have nothing to lose!) |
But our chains (But our chains!) |
Send this one out to |
To the mothers (they neglected) to the fathers (they rejected) |
To the sisters (disrespected) to the brothers (unprotected) |
All of us (all of us) all of us (all of us) |
We send this one out to |
To the mothers (they deceited) to the fathers (they mistreated) |
To the sisters (they misleaded) to the brothers (that get beated) |
All of us (all of us) all of us (all of us) |
This is happening to all of us |
Yeah, if our struggle is a strain then the strain is dominant |
My name is prominent for entertainment that’s laced with consciousness |
But really it’s just common sense like Lonnie Lynn |
You don’t need binoculars to see the light coming through the dome like it’s an |
oculus |
The common myth that we’re savages with no history or accomplishments |
Or knowledge of ourselves, they did a job on us |
Considering the prediction of economists, machines will do our jobs for us |
The future for the working class is ominous |
They got us indoctrinated through a bitch’s brew, a religion mixed in with abuse |
Emotional we sit in pews, it’s physical, we get the noose |
And hang ourselves refusing to name ourselves, refuse to change ourselves |
When I talk about our past it doesn’t ring a bell |
They make you hate yourself it take effort so check the method |
They’ll take you from your family, your kids will never respect ya |
Attach your sins to the black of skin we get the message |
We start acting if we cracking the whip better than the oppressor, yes |
Every problem can’t be solved at the ballot box |
We unifying Africa like Gaddafi, that’s what got Malcolm shot |
They out to stop anybody with knowledge that figured out the plot |
On the balcony like Martin Luther King, I been to the mountaintop |
The blue wall of silence, it’s really the blue wall of violence |
The good cops who retire and get fired |
They screaming black on black as an excuse for you to not care |
'Til the cops roll up in their SWAT gear |
I tarried through the turbulent month of Ramadan |
Sweating all through the night just like the Holy Prophet |
Then reappeared on the stage in BK with the Ummah |
Shoulder to shoulder with J. Cole and Kweli |
Just before Jehovah the God crowned me the king with his goldie locket |
Alhamdulillah, we’ve come really far, ain’t it? |
The little engine who could, could power any car can’t it? |
The mothers in Chiraq say the murders getting burdensome |
The cries of the despised was heard flying out of Ferguson |
The last days and times, the holy Quran and Bible |
We on the last page and line, the verse with all the babies dying |
Outside of the matrix, inside of the spaceship but the savior’s blind |
Or so it seems, years after Noah was told he would row upstream |
The heavens bursted and the rains came |
Retaliation for the sons of the fathers who worked the chain gangs |
I hit that shmoney dance on the coffin of a crooked cop |
In a Worldstar society where all we do is look and watch |
No intervention |
Policemen beating elderly women with evil intentions on the highways and the |
byways |
The police state be sprayed into the backstreet to the driveways |
Officer friendly is an enemy now, looking at me sideways |
Shit was all bad just a week ago |
The view was just as sad just a peep ago |
The cries of the asiatic ancient-semitic peoples |
That propel Jay Elec from the pedestal to the steeple |
To the mothers (they neglected) to the fathers (they rejected) |
To the sisters (disrespected) to the brothers (unprotected) |
All of us (all of us) all of us (all of us) |
We send this one out to |
To the mothers (they deceited) to the fathers (they mistreated) |
To the sisters (they misleaded) to the brothers (that get beated) |
All of us (all of us) all of us (all of us) |
This is happening to all of us |
To the mothers (they neglected) to the fathers (they rejected) |
To the sisters (disrespected) to the brothers (unprotected) |
All of us (all of us) all of us (all of us) |
We send this one out to |
To the mothers (they deceited) to the fathers (they mistreated) |
To the sisters (they misleaded) to the brothers (that get beated) |
All of us (all of us) all of us (all of us) |
This is happening to all of us |
We’ve got to live |
Live to the end (we gotta do, we do) |
We’ve got to live (for our grandmothers) |
Live to the end (and granddaddies too) |
We’ve got to live (live for the babies) |
Live to the end (my brothers out there going crazy) |