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Trey Songz

2020 Riots: How Many Times

 

2020 Riots: How Many Times

(album: Back Home - 2020)


(Hmm
I just gotta get some things off my chest
Tough times, I hope y'all holding up
We'll be aight '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 colorblind, 'cause when they're killing mine
They'll try to justify it
Oh, each and every time
Playing in a park, taking your jog
Sitting on the couch, in your own house
Never seem to matter what we do
You think we don't matter, but we do
You got a problem, 'cause the city on fire
But you quiet when niggas die
Let the soul up out that body that we buried
You with God now you no longer have to worry
It's 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 (True)
You know you ain't no better if you silent
You talking 'bout the city on fire (Oh, oh)
Where your rage when my people die?
We ain't slaves, let my people fly (Oh, yeah)
Now it's time, watch my people rise

How many mothers have to cry? (Ooh, how?)
How many brothers gotta die? (Ooh, how?)
How many more times? (Ooh, how?)
How many more times? (How many times?)
How many more marches? (Ooh, how?)
How many more signs? (Ooh, how?)
How many more lives? (Ooh, how?)
How many more times? (How many times?)
How many mothers have to cry? (Tell me? Ooh, how?)
How many brothers gotta die? (Tell me? Ooh, how?)
How many more times? (Oh no, ooh, how?)
How many more times? (How many times?)
How many more marches? (All across the world, ooh, how?)
How many more signs? (Woah, oh, oh, ooh, how?)
How many more lives? (Shame I gotta ask, ooh, how?)
How many more times? (How many times?)
I'll leave you with that (Yes, yeah)

done

Did you add all the unfamiliar words from this song?