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4 Minutes of Pain Video (MV)




Performed By: Ruga387
Language: English
Length: 4:04
Written by: Brandon Williams




Ruga387 - 4 Minutes of Pain Lyrics
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Every time I leave the house I look over my shoulder
Cops in the neighborhood lurkin but claim they patrolling
Phone in my hand, heart racing can't even control it
Cause they tryna kill me guess they got a chip on they shoulder
Black man, black man that's all I'll ever be
I ain't worried bout you
So why you worried bout me
Home of the brave but you cowards make sure we never free
Gotta teach my daughters to freeze before they can even speak
They killing us and they saying that it ain't really deep
Rush in our house gun blazin
Killing us in our sleep
40 acres and a mule
We ain't seen it yet
The rage that we feel right now
Na y'all don't feel it yet
So f*ck that tear gas cause tension rising now
No longer dealing with the shit dog our time is now
So f*ck your business and your money
Watch us burn it down
Cause you ain't give a f*ck about us when they gunned us down
I am George Floyd
I am Sandra Bland
Breanna Taylor
Sean Bell
Man I'll be damned
If I stay quite right now its time to take a stand
Cause when we kneeled no one ever really gave a damn
This system flawed f*cked up but y'all already know
Another black man dead
But y'all gone flip it though
We can't jog in our neighborhood
Shit where can we go
500 years and y'all still screaming we should let it go
So now here we are once again
Trump got in office and exposed people I called friend
Saying the destruction of property needs to end
Shit I'm waiting for the change in this country to just begin
I'm a nigger
I'm a coon right
That's what you said
Black lives matter was all I said
If all lives matter then why my people dead
We just wanna live our lives
Get it through your head
Sometimes fighting for this country be the hardest
They killed a man cold blood
And y'all mad about bout a Target
If we looting then you shooting right
But being peaceful won't ensure we get to keep our life
Ugh
I'm a mad black man my hearts filled with rage
I been judged and profiled before I came of age
What's the price of my life is it worth the wage
You say I'm free but I'm trapped inside the systems cage
It's my right to walk down the street and not be harassed
If you part of the problem
Then you can kiss my ass
This for all my Kings and Queens, fighting for the last time
We gonna sit back this shit is getting trashed
If it's war then we here
We done being scared
When Eric Garner couldn't breath
You didn't care
When Trayvon grabbed a bag of skittles
You wasn't there
It's been decades of this shit
We done shedding tears
I gotta family back home I gotta make it too
If I reach for this registration
Why you gotta shoot
If I tell you I can't breathe
Why you won't let me loose
They use the laws of the country as a f*ckin noose
I'm sick and I'm tired
I can't take no more
It's all action now we can say no more
Say turn the other cheek
Na that don't apply no more
Won't let the media keep spreading lies no more
Stop telling me to calm down
I'm hurt and I'm pissed
It's coming all out
So if you ain't gonna listen
We gonna show out
And we gonna f*ck this city up
And let our pain out
Imagine your privileges being striped away
And every street in this country
Is all your peoples grave
We don't want it
But your violence made us feel away
It goes unanswered by the system every single day
And I ain't telling my people to go and kill a cop
But ima tell em make noise til the killing stops
Justice for the killings is all we asked for
But you can't do that
So now we want more
And who am I
I'm a man dipped in melanin
And I'm a king who ain't buying shit you sellin him
And we ain't marching through these streets just for the hell of it
And don't you think we gonna settle for your settlements
So on the real July 7th I'll be blacking out
I'll send the mans pockets right into a f*ckin drought
So on the real July 7th I'll be blacking out
I'll send the mans pockets right into a f*ckin drought
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English

Every time I leave the house I look over my shoulder
Cops in the neighborhood lurkin but claim they patrolling
Phone in my hand, heart racing can't even control it
Cause they tryna kill me guess they got a chip on they shoulder
Black man, black man that's all I'll ever be
I ain't worried bout you
So why you worried bout me
Home of the brave but you cowards make sure we never free
Gotta teach my daughters to freeze before they can even speak
They killing us and they saying that it ain't really deep
Rush in our house gun blazin
Killing us in our sleep
40 acres and a mule
We ain't seen it yet
The rage that we feel right now
Na y'all don't feel it yet
So f*ck that tear gas cause tension rising now
No longer dealing with the shit dog our time is now
So f*ck your business and your money
Watch us burn it down
Cause you ain't give a f*ck about us when they gunned us down
I am George Floyd
I am Sandra Bland
Breanna Taylor
Sean Bell
Man I'll be damned
If I stay quite right now its time to take a stand
Cause when we kneeled no one ever really gave a damn
This system flawed f*cked up but y'all already know
Another black man dead
But y'all gone flip it though
We can't jog in our neighborhood
Shit where can we go
500 years and y'all still screaming we should let it go
So now here we are once again
Trump got in office and exposed people I called friend
Saying the destruction of property needs to end
Shit I'm waiting for the change in this country to just begin
I'm a nigger
I'm a coon right
That's what you said
Black lives matter was all I said
If all lives matter then why my people dead
We just wanna live our lives
Get it through your head
Sometimes fighting for this country be the hardest
They killed a man cold blood
And y'all mad about bout a Target
If we looting then you shooting right
But being peaceful won't ensure we get to keep our life
Ugh
I'm a mad black man my hearts filled with rage
I been judged and profiled before I came of age
What's the price of my life is it worth the wage
You say I'm free but I'm trapped inside the systems cage
It's my right to walk down the street and not be harassed
If you part of the problem
Then you can kiss my ass
This for all my Kings and Queens, fighting for the last time
We gonna sit back this shit is getting trashed
If it's war then we here
We done being scared
When Eric Garner couldn't breath
You didn't care
When Trayvon grabbed a bag of skittles
You wasn't there
It's been decades of this shit
We done shedding tears
I gotta family back home I gotta make it too
If I reach for this registration
Why you gotta shoot
If I tell you I can't breathe
Why you won't let me loose
They use the laws of the country as a f*ckin noose
I'm sick and I'm tired
I can't take no more
It's all action now we can say no more
Say turn the other cheek
Na that don't apply no more
Won't let the media keep spreading lies no more
Stop telling me to calm down
I'm hurt and I'm pissed
It's coming all out
So if you ain't gonna listen
We gonna show out
And we gonna f*ck this city up
And let our pain out
Imagine your privileges being striped away
And every street in this country
Is all your peoples grave
We don't want it
But your violence made us feel away
It goes unanswered by the system every single day
And I ain't telling my people to go and kill a cop
But ima tell em make noise til the killing stops
Justice for the killings is all we asked for
But you can't do that
So now we want more
And who am I
I'm a man dipped in melanin
And I'm a king who ain't buying shit you sellin him
And we ain't marching through these streets just for the hell of it
And don't you think we gonna settle for your settlements
So on the real July 7th I'll be blacking out
I'll send the mans pockets right into a f*ckin drought
So on the real July 7th I'll be blacking out
I'll send the mans pockets right into a f*ckin drought
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Writer: Brandon Williams
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