CORRIGER LES PAROLES

Paroles : Hands Up

Intro
No justice, no peace
No justice, no peace
I said no justice, no peace
Yeah, 2020

What we got to do, we gotta do that
What we got to do, we gotta do that, that, that
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Verse 1: Hydroponikz
Yeah, me no hablo Americano
My first thoughts are in the gallow and then I follow
The translation of thing cause no obli-gation to a nation of thieves
Who altered the death rate from disease
Caught from a neck in front of the altar for they knees
Disrespect the halls for the darker human beings
Bunch of racists the color of they honor is green
And for them all we all in a quarantine, still we topple regimes
This drove is spitter, they say that the breath of your death is bitter
Curfew to hurt you, got lifted cause of the litter
Keep it real though, American culture gimmicks and side shopped
Lifted from Indian tribes while villagers died
Dead in mind and when they used to charge you a minute at a time
CEO committing crime, the whole sh*t is a vibe
Ain't no hashtag they haven't coined yet
Nuh uh my words are poignant, it's only one love so better join it