Lyrics NO MORE TEARDROPS - Victor Kwesi Mensah, Malik Yusef, Wyatt Waddell

NO MORE TEARDROPS - Victor Kwesi Mensah, Malik Yusef, Wyatt Waddell
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song NO MORE TEARDROPS, artist - Victor Kwesi Mensah.
Date of issue: 06.08.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English

NO MORE TEARDROPS

No more teardrops, no more teardrops
No more teardrops (Hold on!), no more teardrops
No more teardrops, no more teardrops
No more teardrops, no more teardrops
No more teardrops, no more teardrops
Police cars on fire in the streets
Tear gas and the dogs on a leash
The scene seem like somethin' in the sixties
They takin' knees like Monica Lewinsky
They beating women like Bobby did Whitney
That’s why the only blue we salute is to Nipsey
Juneteenth barbecue at the precinct
Hanging by the pigtails, burned down Wendy’s
Strange fruits still swingin' from the trees
White folks protesting 'cause they can’t leave
Try twenty-five to life, that’s a real quarantine
They just take the mask off when they can’t breathe
But we got officers knees in our esophagus
Face blue 'cause he running out of oxygen
Got his brains blew by one of his accomplices
Add you to the list of his accomplishments
He came forward in the night, now we’re mourning
Black fist up to no-knock warrants
But the fascism ain’t the only army warrin'
Look at the way the patriarchy took and tore him
Look at the blood, the streets filled with teardrops
I ain’t slavin' for 'em, I ain’t 'bout to share crop
Pissed off, my wrist lock in gridlock
I’m with this shits, nigga, 'til the bullshit stop
No more teardrops, no more teardrops
No more teardrops, no more tears
No more teardrops, no more teardrops
No more teardrops, no more tears
I’m tired of only seein' niggas at the funeral
Tired of learnin' my homie’s name at the eulogy
I’m tired of wearin' suits, man, this ain’t suitable
I’m tired of runnin', but the cops keep shooting me
Niggas dyin' and we still buyin' jewelry
Nigga, this ain’t the time for the tomfoolery
A sign of the times, shit ain’t what it used to be
I throw a hoodie on, look at what they do to me
.223 cocked, I don’t need a handout
This Wall Street, we done got a bailout
They try to tell us to believe in the government
But even when Barack is president, niggas had to sell rocks
One out of fifteen niggas in the cell block
The other fourteen, don’t nobody care about
I’m in the courtroom pullin' my hair out
'Cause I get another year for each one of my dreadlocks
At times, you gotta fight back to get your life back
But if you fight back, you might get your life jacked
And just to fight back, you gotta have the right stack
'Cause Johnny Cochran gonna hit you with the price tag
Malcolm X, Huey Newton, they don’t like that
Hell, hell nah, they don’t like that
First nigga try to hit me with a nightstick
I’m going for my clip, I ain’t goin' out like that
No more teardrops, no more teardrops
No more teardrops, no more tears
No more teardrops, no more teardrops
No more teardrops, no more tears
Can you feel that pain?
(Shake 'em, shake 'em, shake 'em off)
Can you feel that pain?
(Shake 'em, shake 'em, shake 'em off)
Can you feel that pain?
(Shake 'em, shake 'em, shake 'em off)
Say, «It's time for a change!"(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Can you feel that pain?
(Shake 'em, shake 'em, shake 'em off)
Can you feel that pain?
(Shake 'em, shake 'em, shake 'em off)
Can you feel that pain?
(Shake 'em, shake 'em, shake 'em off)
Say, «It's time for a change!»
I know I’m at war
All I ever wanted to do was live without fear
(All he ever wanted, wanted)
Now I’m all tied up (All tied up)
With nowhere to go (Nowhere to go, oh)
Spiritual negro, keeper of the cult
My heart and the Holy Ghost (I hear)
Of the long-forgotten South (I hear)
First I assert my memory, rockin' my moccasins (I hear)
They observed I had a cottonmouth, when I spoke (I hear)
I spit fire that was stored up in my bones, then I smoke (I hear)
Listen though, our skin-folk into kinfolk
That’s what I kept my dome on a swivel for in this, uncivil war
They want me to shut up and dribble more
Black soil, got rich from the dirt
Struggle, marriage, still engaged in combat
Looking for real armed men and I’m next
Turing Birmingham into a hot plate to feed my youngins
Indeed they dug it

Song tags: #No More Tear Drops


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