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Terry Blade - Reparations lyrics

Artist: Terry Blade

album: American Descendant of Slavery, The Album


See me walking home, they think that I'm a savage
She tried to hide her purse, cuz she think that I'm gon' grab it
She looks to me like I'm gon' help her racist habit
I don't need ya fake ass white guilt, you can have it
See me outta place, I made it 'cross the redline
Where my 40 acres at, you way past that deadline
The bill's been past due for my bloodline
1619 east Virginia shoreline
Tryin' not to sink (not to sink)
Black life will end up driving you to drink (you to drink)
At the edge, in the margin, on the brink (on the brink)
If you ain't black, don't give a fuck what you think (what you think)
Every time I get to thinkin' about Tulsa (about Tulsa)
Within weeks, I develop a new ulcer (a new ulcer)
Blood spilled like a tangerine mimosa (mimosa)
Deserve the wrath of a black union soldier
Today (aye)
None of you will ever get away (aye)
Owe me 90 times for every ancestor you slayed (aye)
If you dead, all of your descendants they gon' pay (aye)
Better have my money by the end of the day (aye)
What I say, black millennials
No we don't play (aye)
Get that policy written down and underway (aye)
Wanna show you sorry, cut that check without delay (aye)
I want the living standards of a white west village gay (aye)
Don't need another liquor store--a place for hallelujah
Don't need another prison in case I smoke the hookah
Plenty white supremacy from here to Chattanooga
Reconcile the past, I'm tryin' to have a better future
Now we're here
Ain't no going back
We're here to stay (aye)
West African slave traders you gon' pay (aye)
For every black body that you sold and you betrayed (aye)
Once I'm done here, then expect me on the way (aye)
Tryin' not to sink (not to sink)
Black life will end up driving you to drink (you to drink)
At the edge, in the margin, on the brink (on the brink)
If you ain't black, don't give a fuck what you think (what you think)
Every time I get to thinkin' about Tulsa (about Tulsa)
Within weeks, I develop a new ulcer (a new ulcer)
Blood spilled like a tangerine mimosa (mimosa)
Deserve the wrath of a black union soldier

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