Testo Juneteenth - JohnBoyCOOL
Testo della canzone Juneteenth (JohnBoyCOOL), tratta dall'album Juneteenth
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Martin Luther Malcolm Farrakhan to Huey Newton
Another man down
But who doing da shooting
Why we judge each other while da
Judges prosecutin
Stole us from our land and got da nerve to say we lootin
Tell me what dat Gucci worth
When you locked on quarantine
Start talkin designer shit
Swen I hit that shoulder lean
How we let dem Europeans
Tell us what look fly n clean
Dey ain't lived da life we live
Hope this get out to yo kids
Dey ain't gotta uncle doing life n never comin home
Dey ain't had a homie layin dead for pullin out his phone
Dey ain't never had to ride dat city bus at night alone
Dey ain't never felt what we felt
Dey ain't never called they mama name for, uh help when they couldnt breathe
Dey ain't never had to use a fiends, EBT to eat
Dey ain't never have to sleep in da homie, car on Christmas Eve
It Ain't nothing what it seem since, Martin had da dream
Coulda wrote bout some money
But that ain't what we need
I got family throwing C's
And on the crans we throwin P's But we ain't on that
Black on black crime We call that throw back
Hold that, Taught us to kill each otherwe know that
Roll back, Now tell where my queens at
Girl you deserve it, Don't forget, that It's yo culture when you be twerkin
So black girl Gon Bust it down
Do yo dance Shake it wild
Bust it down Bust it down
Dark skinned girl bust it down
All my light skin girls bust it down
Ok skinny girls gon bust it down
All my thick girls gon bust it down
Like it's Juneteenth
Juneteenth, Juneteenth, Juneteenth
Like its Juneteenth, Juneteenth, Juneteenth
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Rosa, Marcus Garvey, to Muhammad, Jesse Jackson
Another man down, But no surprise what happened
Wait... I just wanna know why its a liqour store or church on every corner?
I got my faith, mind and hustle right
Tell me where at tonight
Party with the gvng, All black, Cause everyday a fight
Rest in peace the fallen, Free the homies can't forget to write
Pac said it in 94, See you in the afterlife
Stop eating that fast food, They tryna kill us slowly While Dey making money off us
Got da nerve to say they holy but nahhh
We ain't closed up on no Sunday
Gimme my 40 acres fuck the money that's one way
Things I wanna see is more blacks up on the runway
Every invention give us da credit maybe someday
Johnnies right behind me guess its just another Monday
Damn the johnnies right behind me just another Monday
So black girl Gon Bust it down
Do yo dance Shake it wild
Bust it down Bust it down
Dark skinned girl bust it down
All my light skin girls bust it down
Ok skinny girls gon bust it down
All my thick girls gon bust it down
Like it's Juneteenth
Juneteenth, Juneteenth, Juneteenth
Like its Juneteenth, Juneteenth, Juneteenth
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Writer(s): John Mckissic
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