CORRIGER LES PAROLES
Paroles : Lord Knows
Who taught you to hate the texture of your hair?
Who taught you to hate the color of your skin?
Who taught you to hate the shape of your nose and the shape of your lips?
Who taught you to hate yourself?
It ain’t what you know but what you don’t know
You might not be brave but I am
Ever since a youngin’ sought that fire
For the demons in the night outside
Heart so cold
You never gave no sh*t bout me, get it on my own
Had to switch up my whip ‘cause they had bugged my phone
Gotta look out for them signs cause only Lord knows
He held me down through them dark nights
Ain’t have no food so I had to rob sometimes
I wasn’t proud but I’ll bе alright
I speak to the clouds in my dark times
Visit my unclе, he did hard time
Before the Lord took him away, he told me all the time
That I had talent, I had a way to make a good life
That I would be just throwing away what he thought was a good mind
That was way before I learned how to cook white
That’s way before that knee took George life
They left him dead, his face was just like mine
I used to think that knees were used to pray for life
I can't breathe...
Heart so cold
You never gave no sh*t bout me, get it on my own
Had to switch up my whip ‘cause they had bugged my phone
Gotta look out for them signs cause only Lord knows
He held me down through them dark nights
Ain’t have no food so I had to rob sometimes
I wasn’t proud but I’ll be alright
I speak to the clouds in my dark times
We are oppressed
We are exploited
We are downtrodden
We are denied not only civil rights but even human rights
So the only way we’re going to get some of this oppression and exploitation away from us or aside from us is to come together against a common enemy
Who taught you to hate the color of your skin?
Who taught you to hate the shape of your nose and the shape of your lips?
Who taught you to hate yourself?
It ain’t what you know but what you don’t know
You might not be brave but I am
Ever since a youngin’ sought that fire
For the demons in the night outside
Heart so cold
You never gave no sh*t bout me, get it on my own
Had to switch up my whip ‘cause they had bugged my phone
Gotta look out for them signs cause only Lord knows
He held me down through them dark nights
Ain’t have no food so I had to rob sometimes
I wasn’t proud but I’ll bе alright
I speak to the clouds in my dark times
Visit my unclе, he did hard time
Before the Lord took him away, he told me all the time
That I had talent, I had a way to make a good life
That I would be just throwing away what he thought was a good mind
That was way before I learned how to cook white
That’s way before that knee took George life
They left him dead, his face was just like mine
I used to think that knees were used to pray for life
I can't breathe...
Heart so cold
You never gave no sh*t bout me, get it on my own
Had to switch up my whip ‘cause they had bugged my phone
Gotta look out for them signs cause only Lord knows
He held me down through them dark nights
Ain’t have no food so I had to rob sometimes
I wasn’t proud but I’ll be alright
I speak to the clouds in my dark times
We are oppressed
We are exploited
We are downtrodden
We are denied not only civil rights but even human rights
So the only way we’re going to get some of this oppression and exploitation away from us or aside from us is to come together against a common enemy
