Yeah yeah
Outta this world
Can you hear us
Outta this world
Can you hear us
The boys in Blue will gun you down
Before you make your minimum wage
And we ain't talking 50's here
Or 60's here, Naw
Color folk we talking today
Just let me live
They want me to lighten my skin, naw
Live among these darkest days
Talking about the social injustice
Up in our solar system
Blacken out get christen
Your missing up in your solar system
Listen, talk verbatim, cranking in your cranium
Into your sternum, don't you feel the wordsmith
Are you smelling what I'm burning
If the currency, is current, paint us on the canvas
My artwork is versed, the 'vantage point
Can be random, leaving you in shambles
I scramble, Durantchalla
Warriors
I bay them, then slay them, to enslave them
Come out and Play
My cadence on Vibranium
An alien among us
I don't just, never-mind, this nevertheless
You can spark it up, when we walk around
Some other time, some other rhyme
Lord I see ya present in the sunshine
But I'm tired of
Working for 'em, work for nothing
Worth for nothing, dirty dishes
Work for nothing, all submissive
All the misses, mind your business
Call the Mrs., huh
Not working, all submissive
But you call the missus
What is too Black in your Cadillac
If you ain't get there, presence you prepare for
Sunrise to the son ride
You dry eyes on the clothes Line
That's old school, we crossing out that old rue
An eye for an eye
You shoot me and I shoot you
What if I don't get you
The pigmentation in my skin
Is locked into a box
Before they check it
Grab they words, Wordsmith
Huh, The Wordsmith, Klein Klimp
I had to Bless this
The boys in Blue will gun you down
Before you make your minimum wage
And we ain't talking 50's here
Or 60's here, Naw
Color folk we talking today
Just let me live
They want me to lighten my skin, Naw
Live among these darkest days, oooohhh
The boys in Blue will gun you down
Before you make your minimum wage
And we ain't talking 50's here
Or 60's here, Naw
Color folk we talking today
Just let me live
They want me to lighten my skin, Naw
Live among these darkest days
Lend Me Your Ear - Let Me Live Lyrics
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Yeah yeah
Outta this world
Can you hear us
Outta this world
Can you hear us
The boys in Blue will gun you down
Before you make your minimum wage
And we ain't talking 50's here
Or 60's here, Naw
Color folk we talking today
Just let me live
They want me to lighten my skin, naw
Live among these darkest days
Talking about the social injustice
Up in our solar system
Blacken out get christen
Your missing up in your solar system
Listen, talk verbatim, cranking in your cranium
Into your sternum, don't you feel the wordsmith
Are you smelling what I'm burning
If the currency, is current, paint us on the canvas
My artwork is versed, the 'vantage point
Can be random, leaving you in shambles
I scramble, Durantchalla
Warriors
I bay them, then slay them, to enslave them
Come out and Play
My cadence on Vibranium
An alien among us
I don't just, never-mind, this nevertheless
You can spark it up, when we walk around
Some other time, some other rhyme
Lord I see ya present in the sunshine
But I'm tired of
Working for 'em, work for nothing
Worth for nothing, dirty dishes
Work for nothing, all submissive
All the misses, mind your business
Call the Mrs., huh
Not working, all submissive
But you call the missus
What is too Black in your Cadillac
If you ain't get there, presence you prepare for
Sunrise to the son ride
You dry eyes on the clothes Line
That's old school, we crossing out that old rue
An eye for an eye
You shoot me and I shoot you
What if I don't get you
The pigmentation in my skin
Is locked into a box
Before they check it
Grab they words, Wordsmith
Huh, The Wordsmith, Klein Klimp
I had to Bless this
The boys in Blue will gun you down
Before you make your minimum wage
And we ain't talking 50's here
Or 60's here, Naw
Color folk we talking today
Just let me live
They want me to lighten my skin, Naw
Live among these darkest days, oooohhh
The boys in Blue will gun you down
Before you make your minimum wage
And we ain't talking 50's here
Or 60's here, Naw
Color folk we talking today
Just let me live
They want me to lighten my skin, Naw
Live among these darkest days
Outta this world
Can you hear us
Outta this world
Can you hear us
The boys in Blue will gun you down
Before you make your minimum wage
And we ain't talking 50's here
Or 60's here, Naw
Color folk we talking today
Just let me live
They want me to lighten my skin, naw
Live among these darkest days
Talking about the social injustice
Up in our solar system
Blacken out get christen
Your missing up in your solar system
Listen, talk verbatim, cranking in your cranium
Into your sternum, don't you feel the wordsmith
Are you smelling what I'm burning
If the currency, is current, paint us on the canvas
My artwork is versed, the 'vantage point
Can be random, leaving you in shambles
I scramble, Durantchalla
Warriors
I bay them, then slay them, to enslave them
Come out and Play
My cadence on Vibranium
An alien among us
I don't just, never-mind, this nevertheless
You can spark it up, when we walk around
Some other time, some other rhyme
Lord I see ya present in the sunshine
But I'm tired of
Working for 'em, work for nothing
Worth for nothing, dirty dishes
Work for nothing, all submissive
All the misses, mind your business
Call the Mrs., huh
Not working, all submissive
But you call the missus
What is too Black in your Cadillac
If you ain't get there, presence you prepare for
Sunrise to the son ride
You dry eyes on the clothes Line
That's old school, we crossing out that old rue
An eye for an eye
You shoot me and I shoot you
What if I don't get you
The pigmentation in my skin
Is locked into a box
Before they check it
Grab they words, Wordsmith
Huh, The Wordsmith, Klein Klimp
I had to Bless this
The boys in Blue will gun you down
Before you make your minimum wage
And we ain't talking 50's here
Or 60's here, Naw
Color folk we talking today
Just let me live
They want me to lighten my skin, Naw
Live among these darkest days, oooohhh
The boys in Blue will gun you down
Before you make your minimum wage
And we ain't talking 50's here
Or 60's here, Naw
Color folk we talking today
Just let me live
They want me to lighten my skin, Naw
Live among these darkest days
Writer: Frederick Johnson
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid