Reparations Letra

Ooooo

Grandaddy was a farmer
With skin as black as night he picked the cotton
Grandma was a teacher
With European features
Skin was lighter

And they had worry
Worry
Worry for their portion
Ain't have no money
Money
Money
For their toiling

But I've got one hand on the cross and the Bible
Teachers come like a thief when you're idle
Take the man take the land take the title
Mm

Reparations
I ain't talking bout no dollar
Man my people want there power
When I die don't bring me flower
When you know what's yours is ours

My people want no favors
Ain't asking for no handouts for my enighbors
Don't need no conversation
Just proper compensations for our labors
Hey hey hey

But I've got one hand on the cross and the Bible
Teachers come like a thief when you're idle
Take the man take the land take the title
Mmm

Reparations
I ain't talking bout no dollar
Man my people want their power
When I die don't bring me flower
When you know what's yours is ours
Ooooo

Oh it ain't fair
Oh it ain't fair
Oh it ain't fair
Oh it ain't fair

Reparations
I ain't talking bout no dollar
Man my people want their power
When I die don't bring me flower
When you know what's yours is ours
Ooooo