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    "My Peoples" Lyrics

    DJ Jazzy Jeff

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    [Verse 1]
    I've seen streets we're youth are forced to take the long way home
    And I've seen mothers mourn the loss of there only born
    Still I believe we are given nothin more than we can beg
    A vision is only blurred when life seems unfair

    Who am I to judge the man with the needle in his veins
    When he's just chasing freedom to escape the pain
    Of the worlds fast paced pipe dreams and shortcomings
    He's just trying to make do and find a way out of nothing

    Its like we damned if we do and damned if we don't
    And it's a very thin line between respect and being broke

    [Chorus]
    And being one red button away from world war three
    Always called the minority
    And always always pulled over
    Facing police brutality
    Why is every street a living hell
    Probably cause they want us to fail
    Yeah three strikes and surely back to jail
    Like the slave ships when they sail

    [Verse 2]
    Years and years of civil rights chasing to pass that bill
    But ask yourself people have we changed or are we standing still
    Down and out struggling
    In this concrete jungle

    One check away from starvation, poverty
    But they say being free is about speaking your mind
    Prophesise too much and that's where they draw the line
    A line as thin as the line between war and peace
    A line as thin as the line between west and east

    [Chorus]

    One button away from world war III
    Being called a minority
    And being pulled always being pulled over and subject to brutality
    Why is every street like a living hell
    Probably cause they all just want us to fail
    And three strikes and surely back to jail
    Like the slaves ship when they sail but they don't know that

    My people whose pains are cornered
    My peoples all shapes and colours
    My peoples got more peoples with ills
    That's more peoples more sistas and brothas
    My people stay strong as an ox
    My peoples will never fail
    My peoples will always remain

    Remain with a story to tell
    My peoples was paints on the door
    My peoples all shapes and colours
    My peoples got more peoples with ills
    That's more people more sistaz and brothaz
    My people stay strong as an ox
    My peoples will never fail
    My peoples will always remain

    Remain with a story to tell
    My peoples was paints on the door
    My peoples all shapes and colours
    My peoples got more peoples in jail
    That's more people than sistaz and brothaz
    My people stay strong as an ox
    My peoples will never fail
    My peoples will always remain

    Remain with a story to tell
    My peoples was paints on the door
    My peoples all shapes and colours
    My peoples got more peoples with ills
    More people more sistaz and brothers
    My people stay strong as an ox
    My peoples will never fail
    My peoples will always remain
    Remain with a story to tell
    This song was submitted on November 23rd, 2016.
    Copyright with Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group.
    Written by Luis Bonfa, Raheem Devaughn, Valvin Roane, Maria Toledo, Jeffrey Townes.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

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