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Trapcry - Retaliate lyrics

Artist: Trapcry

album: Dangerous


First class dreams that we keep alive
Bills got paid working nine to five
Eating dollar bills just to feed our minds
Class system trynna tax my vibes
Baby, step inside
Fifty-hunnid years on a chain gang ride
How we gonna build a black cash archive?
Ask your white friends how they sleep at night
Why we treated like we second rate, yeah
Making laws to intimidate, yeah
Guess it's time that people vindicate, yeah
Now it's time that we retaliate
Corporations see dollar signs
They don't give a fuck about our pride
They profit off all our homocides, paid
Black bodies are monetized
Wasting time waiting for a sign
Slutting every day just to own what's mine
Pale niggas love to criticize
How many people in the Welfare lines?
Pay back debt from my blood and cries
System fails if they love black lives
Never taught the millions how to flip a dime
Only ever pushed just slave and grind
Why we treated like we second rate, yeah
Making laws to intimidate, yeah
Guess it's time that people vindicate, yeah
Now it's time that we retaliate
Corporations see dollar signs
They don't give a fuck about our pride
They profit off all our homocides, paid
Black bodies are monetized
The negro in this country
The future of the negro in this country
Is precisely as bright or as dark
As the future of the country
It is entirely up to the American people
And our representatives
It is entirely up to the American people
Whether or not they are going to face and deal with
And embrace this stranger whom they relied on so long
What white people need to do is try
And find out in their own hearts
Why it was necessary to have a nigga in the first place
Why we treated like we second rate, yeah
Making laws to intimidate, yeah
Guess it's time that people vindicate, yeah
Now it's time that we retaliate
Corporations see dollar signs
They don't give a fuck about our pride
They profit off all our homocides, paid
Black bodies are monetized
Corporations see dollar signs
They don't give a fuck about our pride
They profit off all our homocides, paid
Black bodies are monetized
If I'm not the nigga here
And though you invented him
You the white people invented him
And you got to find out why...
Time to pick up the gun
(Out the Pig)
The revolution has come
(Out the Pig)
Time to pick up the gun
(Out the Pig)
The revolution has come
(Out the Pig)
Time to pick up...

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