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Go Tell ‘em – Vic Mensa
Letras da musica:

Go tell em, go tell em
Go tell em, go tell em
Go tell em, go tell em

Go tell em, I’m gon’ tell
What they don’t tell ‘em
We been under water
Since they threw us in the boat
Sellin cotton pickin’ blues
Rock and roll, real role builders
Serving white america before
We was dope dealing
Brick laid the birth of a nation, it’s the roc
White house, black man, plantation
It’s barack
But we still can’t cross the street
Without the cops trynna zimmerman
Us while the whole neighborhood watch
They chained us to the auction
Block but now we changin’ the locks
‘cause even bill o’reilly daughter
Out here drinkin’ ciroc
Now that’s what I call the 21st century fox
Where megyn kelly try
To tell me santa’s white
It’s in town
Murder us right?
I just remember rap stars the new bach
I pull strings like the orchestra
Shut down your corporate
Nat turner
Run up in the doors
To your nordstrom with a hundred niggas ready
And a hundred thousand more for ya

I see the future martin luther
Dreamt when he was a man
I feel the blood my momma fought for
See the scars on her hand
Oh tell me there ain’t no looking back now
Oh lord, as far as I ran
So take these chains or give me death
Either way we coming again

Go tell em, go tell em
Go tell em, go tell em
Go tell em, go tell em

Stripped from the family
Ripped from reality
Belly of the beast
To the grips of the tragedy
Couldn’t touch my soul
So they whipped my anatomy
I re-wrote the script
When they thought they had mastered me
1-2-3
Now I’m counting up the casualties
Mounting up the calvary
Riding with a master piece
Shotgun shells show you god
When they blast for me
Running like a wolf
When they send the dogs after me
Fighting for my freedom
Yes I had the audacity
Hangin’ from the trees
Black blood on the leaves
Jumping overboard, black bodies in the sea
I die on my feet ‘fore I live on my knees
So you know I’m not begging
If I say “nigga please”

I see the future martin luther dreamt
When he was a man
I feel the blood my momma fought for
See the scars on her hand
Oh tell me it ain’t no looking back now
Oh lord as far as I ran
So take these chains or give me death
Either way we coming again