[Sample: DJ Screw and Big Floyd]
Screwed Up Click, make the dollars fold
Got to heard the boys, wineberry over gold
Screwed Up Click, make the dollars fold
Got to heard the boys, wineberry over gold
[Chorus: Daveed Diggs]
Left, right, left
How long can we holler when it ain't no breath?
You keep killin' fathers without no regrets
Then keep on countin' dollars 'til it ain't none left
So the streets gon' keep on marching like left, right, left
Fuck yo' empty promises, these ain't no threats
Streets is taking all of it; you made yo' bed
Fix it, always problems, we ain't goin' nowhere
Bring it straight up to your door, now who run it, hoe?
[Verse 1: Daveed Diggs]
A knee to the neck is this week's
Symbol of shit you've been reapin'
As a reaper of people, there's no equal
To the police and they be their own sequel
So consistently as a monster
Paid by a system set up to prosper
On victims of the historic situating as property
People that are melanated, so easily separated, know what?
Fuck the history lesson, you know you know by now
We do not know-how
You keep playing dumb, but still be trusted with guns, you must be defunded
This march is not a one-off
This march is not the misaimed warning shot
This march a foot in yo' fucking throat
To choke out the whole assumption that you are here to protect us
This government doesn't respect us
And somehow they seem to expect us to accept
The power a piece of shit millionaire president wants to project
Fuck are you getting at? Get the fuck back in the bunker
We taking back spaces
'Til you manage to make them safe for black faces
That's up to the fact that America's racist
Screwed Up Click, make the dollars fold
Got to heard the boys, wineberry over gold
Screwed Up Click, make the dollars fold
Got to heard the boys, wineberry over gold
[Chorus: Daveed Diggs]
Left, right, left
How long can we holler when it ain't no breath?
You keep killin' fathers without no regrets
Then keep on countin' dollars 'til it ain't none left
So the streets gon' keep on marching like left, right, left
Fuck yo' empty promises, these ain't no threats
Streets is taking all of it; you made yo' bed
Fix it, always problems, we ain't goin' nowhere
Bring it straight up to your door, now who run it, hoe?
[Verse 1: Daveed Diggs]
A knee to the neck is this week's
Symbol of shit you've been reapin'
As a reaper of people, there's no equal
To the police and they be their own sequel
So consistently as a monster
Paid by a system set up to prosper
On victims of the historic situating as property
People that are melanated, so easily separated, know what?
Fuck the history lesson, you know you know by now
We do not know-how
You keep playing dumb, but still be trusted with guns, you must be defunded
This march is not a one-off
This march is not the misaimed warning shot
This march a foot in yo' fucking throat
To choke out the whole assumption that you are here to protect us
This government doesn't respect us
And somehow they seem to expect us to accept
The power a piece of shit millionaire president wants to project
Fuck are you getting at? Get the fuck back in the bunker
We taking back spaces
'Til you manage to make them safe for black faces
That's up to the fact that America's racist
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