Cash $avvy - Dark Times Lyrics

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The under privileged getting murdered by the over privileged
We have as much of life as y'all but why is it okay to take ours
I don't know y'all thought process, and frankly I don't want to know
But what I do know is that we tired, and this shit needs to stop
Too many niggas die, reaching to the skies
All a nigga be around are these demons in disguise
I be dreaming for allies, for some freedom or demise
All a nigga is receiving are the enemies and lies
I'm tryna breach into the sky- I
I'm just tryna reach into my mind- I
I'm just tryna breach into the sky- I
I'm just tryna reach into my mind
Reach into my mind
I'm tryna reach into my mind
Go through all the trauma and there's gold you will find
We dying all the time
But ain't nobody mind
All lives matter don't apply to our kind
We just wanna shine
But we end up dying
Rubber bullets, tear gas cuz they tryna make us blind
Why we all can't bind
Why can't we intertwine
Different skin colors shouldn't keep us confined
Love isn't a color
White or black you is my brother
Nobody should have to suffer
We need to love each other
Love isn't a color
White or black you is my brother
Nobody should have to suffer
We need to love each other
Too many niggas die, reaching to the skies
All a nigga be around are these demons in disguise
I be dreaming for allies, for some freedom or demise
All a nigga is receiving are the enemies and lies
I'm tryna breach into the sky- I
I'm just tryna reach into my mind- I
I'm just tryna breach into the sky- I
I'm just tryna reach into my mind
Reach into my mind
Reach into my mind
Reach into my mind
Reach into my mind
Reach into my mind
Reach into my mind
Reach into my mind
We are oppressed, we are exploited, we are downtrodden
We are denied not only civil rights but even human rights
So the only way we're going to get some of this,
Oppression and exploitation away from us or aside from us
Is come together against the common enemy
Who taught you to hate the texture of your hair
Who taught you to hate the color of your skin to such extent that you bleach
To get like the white man
Who taught you to hate the shape of your nose, and the shape of your lips
Who taught you to hate yourself from the top of your head, to the soles of your feet
Who taught you to hate your own kind
Who taught you to hate the race that you belong to
So much so that you don't want to be around each other
No, before you come asking Mr. Mohammed does he teach hate
You should ask yourself who taught you to hate being what God made you