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We could be free If we only knew we were slaves to the plays of each other One day, I believe I'd learn To see my enemy as my brother Then we could be free, truly And love could wash away our sorrows I'm not afraid to bleed If it means, we'll make them better today not tomorrow One day I dream of telling my momma "You ain't gotta work no more" Same for my father, born in Ghana, down on that dirt road floor As far as he came I can't complain, but pain is so subjective Spend so much time countin' issues, I forget to count My blessings Watch my cousins back at home, getting water out a well While I watch my brother stacking stone, whippin' water by the scale Tryna' get a mill' on the other side They ain't got a meal, we don't recognize we in heaven So we think we live in hell It's been getting kinda hard to tell But Sometimes I wake up and I look up at the sky Asking why I'm alive when so many niggas died And my pride won't let me give up, lord as hard as I try Letras de cancionesIn those times I try to remember That we could be free If we only knew we were slaves to the plays of each other One day, I believe I'd learn To see my enemy as my brother Then we could be free, truly And love could wash away our sorrows I'm not afraid to bleed If it means, we'll make them better today not tomorrow I don't want to wait for the afterlife I don't want a vigil by candle light I don't want to be the new sacrifice I don't want to turn into a poltergeist Be a ghost at night full of broken dreams Momma cryin' by an open casket Cold as ice in a suit, 3 piece All dressed up for Sunday masses Pastor said put faith in God Faith in the lord can't make things right Who the fuck is you to patronize Somebody's son whose daddy died? Why they flood Baton Rouge? Why the city singing Alton's blues? Why, why, why, why? I feel like Jadakiss every time I watch the news What the fuck I got to lose? So I'm down to bleed if it means things improve You fools, saying "all lives matter" But it's black lives you refuse include Blocked from the polls Locked in the hood, trying to stop you from voting and stop you from growing And cops keep blowing and blowing Keep black people locked into cotton They don't want you to own, but Sometimes I wake up and I look up in the sky Asking why I survived all the days that I could have died Who am I in my place To contemplate suicide? In those times I try to remember That we could be free, truly If we'd only knew we were slaves to the plays of each other But I believe I'd learn To see my enemy as my brother Then we could be free, truly And we could wash away our sorrows I'm not afraid to bleed, if it means We'll make them better today not tomorrow Love (love) Love (love) To love my enemy as my brother (yeah yeah yeah) Make my enemy my brother Woah, oh, oh, oh Enemy my brother From Letras Mania