2020 Riots: How Many Times

Just gotta get some things off my chest Tough times, I hope y’all holding up We gon be alright cause we always is But I’m feeling like this.. How many mothers have to cry? How many brothers gotta die? How many more times? How many more times? How many more marches? How many more signs? How many more lives? How many more times? Take a look around Can you see it now? Don’t be color blind Cause when they killing mine They’ll try to justify Oh each and every time Playing in the park Taking you a jog Sitting on the couch In your own house Never seem to matter what we do You don’t think we matter but we do You gotta problem cause the city on fire But you quiet when n*ggas die Let the soul up out that body that we buried You with God now you no longer have to worry So hard to sing these words out loud All these beautiful, precious black lives Lost in the name of senseless white pride Tears falling from my eyes How many mothers have to cry? How many brothers gotta die? How many more times? How many more times? How many more marches? How many more signs? How many more lives? How many more times? Tell me how can you be quiet? You know the language of the unheard Is a riot All we ever see from you is violence You know you aint no better if you silent You talking bout the city on fire Where your rage when my people die? We ain’t slaves let my people fly Now it’s time to watch my people rise How many mothers have to cry? How many brothers gotta die? How many more times? How many more times? How many more marches? How many more signs? How many more lives? How many more times? How many mothers have to cry? [tell me] How many brothers gotta die? [tell me] How many more times? How many more times? How many more marches? [all across the world] How many more signs? How many more lives? [shame I gotta ask] How many more times? [I’ll leave you with that]