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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]