Chrisette Michele - Black Boys Still Die lyrics

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Feat. Lem Payne

We spend so much time worrying what care we’re driving

Yeah, I’m guilty too

What about the stuff that matters?

War, hunger, black on black crime

Black boys still die

Blood still runs deep through the pavement

To the pavement still goes down

The sons and the mommas still prays

Don’t take babies away, won’t you make it away

Ow, help me Lord,

He’s going again and again

Black boys still die

Black boy still, they still

The game on the streets somewhere

The clouds they still got me from scared

Every momma still prays

Don’t take baby away, won’t you make it away

Will you make it ok, ow help me Lord

He’s on again again and again

Black boys still die X 2

Black boys still die, and we wonder why X 4

Every day they walk up to war

I’m wrong, big brown soldiers

Gunning down rewarde em for dying

They just might believe that they’re gonna do something

But war, war, the black boys still die

Here we go

How we raising are sons?

Who’s gonna speak first?

Black boys still die, black boys die

Put your hands up, sing a song

I hate it, I hate it, I really hate it

I hate it.<br />

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Thanks to Andrei