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Brittany Howard

Goat Head (EARTHGANG Version)

 

Goat Head (EARTHGANG Version)

(album: Jaime (Reimagined) - 2021)


My heroes are black

America the brutalizer, taking out her pain on us but who knows why. Prolly cause we fly cause we can work magic with the wink of an eye. When I dance sparks fly now watch me guide, phenomenal minds, phenomenal kinds, the beautiful ones, a sign of the times. To laugh is a threat. To breathe is a crime. I'm born by a God. Was forged in the fire. My career soars whiles black bodies hit the floor. I feel guilt, shame, I could always do much more. Are words enough? Does the story telling lighten the burden up? Marching and fist pumping, generation on fire got the whole city burning we will not be denied. You ain't get the memo that we ain't to be fucked with. Fighters returned, defying the words of coroners. Statues will fall, ancestors watching enjoying us reset the balance my tongue calloused from schooling Alice talking racist whack shit. Living in her wonderland bubble, bubbling up damn. You searching for the problem. shawty that's it.

Oh say can you see
Guns aiming at me
(Goat head in the back)

Slaves blood
Kings blood
Mother ship
Beamed up
Everything we dreamed of
It's finally us
Damaged goods
From yo average hood
I rather be overpaid then understood
Only God can can judge
Me and my accomplices
Failin to comply
Got my weapon that's my right
Let's be heavily supplied
I ain't shit but a reflection of the times
To the naked eye
So even when I'm sleep I look like something to be threatened by?
This is for the fingertips dipped in red dust on the city bus
No option for givin up
I'm the the Sun son so the natural look be stickin up
Sunday brunch w Bun I ain't eat much but I listened up
Soak some wisdom up
Rolled a bigger blunt
Laugh to keep from tearing up
Had to fuck the city up to make em take us serious
Don't pick up yo cell 12 wet u like amphibian
They put us thru hell and tell us God work so mysterious

Oh say can you see
Guns aiming at me
(Goat head in the back)

My heroes are black

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