How Many ft. Silver Skye Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2022
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How many homies out here dying reckless
How many mommas out here crying holding praying neckless
How many baby daddy's leaving showing no affection
How many kids joining clicks holding clips and aiming them at other sections
How many people needing interventions
How many people hoping dreaming but it's all deception
The rich get richer while the poor get more poor it's all a method
Correctional facilities psych wards and ice detentions
They put my people in a box
Because the white called the cops
On a kid selling ice cream with his mom's and his pop's
While the others on the corner posted begging for some rocks
And the homies get arrested because they're pulling up their socks
Man
It's a mad ass world
Then they wonder why we stick them for their diamonds and pearls
A lot of people out here starving as the world keeps its twirl
I'm sick and tired of this shit so you can stare at my barrel
I'm singing homicide carols
As I come
For your dinero
Four deep in a Camaro
And ready to do whatever man
How many times will we all hold back
How many of us come together man and take it back
How many people fear the day that we all unite
How many riots can we start off and begin the fight
Uh
It's my people that you see
Locked in cages constantly
Another tragedy unseen
It's just the American dream
It's my people that you see
Locked in cages constantly
Another tragedy unseen
It's just the American dream
Ai que hacer movidas día y día en esta vida
No soy rico no gané la lotería
Mi situación no es agradable
Ai que darle para delante
La vida es un desmadre eso ya lo sabes
Decepción y mentiras
Trabajando honestamente
Pero corro de la migra
Nos tienen en la mira
Nos quieren dar un tiro pero siempre ando al tiro
Yo nunca me rido homie yo nunca me aguito
En la ghetto desde que era bien morito
Nowadays
Luchando por mi vida y por mis hijos
Buscando el pan de cada día
Las calles llenas de violencia y pandias y la placa ni se diga
Nos tumban los negocios
Arruinan la comida
No respetan la cultura
No respetan la familia
Pura pinche injusticia
El país lleno de racistas
Chale
Un saludo
A el peletero elotero que le chinga cada día para sacar ese dinero
Honestamente
Con sudor en la frente
Esta es para mi gente trabajadora
Don't give up on your dreams
Se acerca nuestra hora se acerca nuestra hora se acerca nuestra hora
It's my people that you see
Locked in cages constantly
Another tragedy unseen
It's just the American dream
It's my people that you see
Locked in cages constantly
Another tragedy unseen
It's just the American dream
Y cuantos más tendrán que sufrir
Y cuanto más tendrán que morir
Y cuantos más tendrán que morir
Por cruzar este país
We're just trying to live the dream
Y cuantos más tendrán que sufrir
Y cuanto más tendrán que morir
Y cuantos más tendrán que morir
Por cruzar este país
We're just trying to live the dream
It's my people
It's my people
Es mi raza
Todos juntos en la plaza
It's my people that you see
It's my people
Es mi raza todos juntos en la plaza
