Dence - Mr. Senator Lyrics

Woke up in the morn to the news, to the hardship
No more singing blues, homie we is bout to start shit
Boutta strap your white supremist ass to this starship
Talking down, then come around and culture vulture our shit
You walk up in our land and demand respect
When you know damn right that it don't work like that
So you shoot kids leave em in the dirt like that
Walk in and shooting mothers giving birth like that
Then you calling us the terrorists you stupid nigga
We coulda came the same way but won't stoop to niggas
Your days coming, till then ima spit the truth to niggas
Only sand nigga that's gon fire in the booth a nigga
Pray on the deceased, pray for Christchurch
Compared to bullets overseas, that's just light work
World wide we been getting pummeled the ground
Media wont make a sound, till we fight first

Pedal to the medal till they pedal for the ghetto
I don't wanna hear a thing till they do
The senators a devil, he ain't never gonna settle
If you get shot up, you can blame it on you
I ain't made it Hollywood, or sticking to the script
You wonder why my peoples always sticking to the grip
A racist on the tv makes a racist on the strip
Cause people like you treat us like the bottom of the dip, you prick

We believe in God and what's coming won't lie
Ya'll tryna play the role of the most high
I'm tryna show ya kids they been on the wrong side
You can kill a nation but religion won't die,
I promise you, the promise land, coming back as it was promised
Then you bigots gon be begging to put the past behind us
Like we really gon forget you killin all our mammas
Like we really gon forget you killin all our mammas
(And he said)
Everytime my mind wonder man i can't stop cryin
All my life everybody round me can't stop dyin
Lost all my homies, and all my neighbours, they don stopped tryin
All cause your people on your TV set won't stop lyin
Writin you this while i hold remains of my brother
The last time they struck us, God requested my mother
But i ain't stressin, knowing that they both restin now
Besides, apart from death there ain't no makin it out
Pedal to the medal till they pedal for the ghetto
I don't wanna hear a thing till they do
The senators a devil, he ain't never gonna settle
If you get shot up, you can blame it on you
I ain't made it Hollywood, or sticking to the script
You wonder why my peoples always sticking to the grip
A racist on the tv makes a racist on the strip
Cause people like you treat us like the bottom of the dip, you prick