STILL BURNIN
I see the paper still writing,
Blowing gas and flames
Gas filling the lungs of little ones
Things aint changed
Still no response
And no communication
Plenty of segregation
Hate and separation
Low evaluation
False expectation
No negotiation
Deep devastation
Anger and confusion
So wats to do now
Where do we go from here?
I’m getting so tired of making myself clear
Only cry for help
U close ur eyes cuz u don’t care
U talk about terror
Madness is what you demonstrate
U will only hit once
U can’t imagine how many times we picked up
Dead sisters, Dead brothers
Every second, Every minute and Every night
U oppress, we the oppressed
U get more, we get less
More stress
Bullets r burning flesh
No rest, No glory, No heroes
Victimized bodies berried alive
My tears fall
From them I cry
For them I die
U freakin killers can’t deny
Then u come to me asking about the truth
U can’t handle the truth
Cuz then u have to go by urs
And step into my shoes
Now u might not survive
But that’s ur own rules
The ones u break
With the life’s u take
U forgot to reflect
Now ur paying urself by death
I think the whole world addicted to the drama
Only attracted to things that'll bring you trauma
Nations droppin bombs
With on goin sufferin as the youth die young
I see the paper still writing,
Blowing gas and flames
Gas filling the lungs of little ones
Things aint changed
Still no response
And no communication
Plenty of segregation
Hate and separation
Low evaluation
False expectation
No negotiation
Deep devastation
Anger and confusion
So wats to do now
Where do we go from here?
I’m getting so tired of making myself clear
Only cry for help
U close ur eyes cuz u don’t care
U talk about terror
Madness is what you demonstrate
U will only hit once
U can’t imagine how many times we picked up
Dead sisters, Dead brothers
Every second, Every minute and Every night
U oppress, we the oppressed
U get more, we get less
More stress
Bullets r burning flesh
No rest, No glory, No heroes
Victimized bodies berried alive
My tears fall
From them I cry
For them I die
U freakin killers can’t deny
Then u come to me asking about the truth
U can’t handle the truth
Cuz then u have to go by urs
And step into my shoes
Now u might not survive
But that’s ur own rules
The ones u break
With the life’s u take
U forgot to reflect
Now ur paying urself by death
I think the whole world addicted to the drama
Only attracted to things that'll bring you trauma
Nations droppin bombs
With on goin sufferin as the youth die young