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They killed my little bro Thomas yesterday
And when you colored you don't really look to the law to investigate
You just get the drop slide on the ops and replicate the same cycle
Now you made rivals
And you wonder why we remain spiteful
I'mma tell you how the government truly put us in this position
They only give assistance under one condition
You gotta make sure that the daddy is missing
They lower commissions raise up the rent and then handle evictions
Soon as they put drugs in the hood they took away the love in the hood
You see it's bad enough when we see cops that gotta frisk and smoke
But then we hear stupid shit like you know black people kill each other the most
As if it ain't human nature to kill or attack whatever is close
Whatever comes with a negative approach it's another way to put a rope on our throats
It's amazed that we lost in think about what we got tossed in
A prisoner couldn't kill a king and lions don't murder dolphins
You can't kill who you don't see
In other words forcing us in the ghetto was part of plot to put us against
Each other until we rot but we all that we got

They threw us in the slums and took our dreams
Replaced them with a gun it's all a scheme
Then locked us in a box I hear your screams
Caged bird I gotta let you sing

Caged bird I gotta let you
Caged bird I gotta let you sing
Caged bird I gotta let you
Caged bird I gotta let you sing

Flew away and got my dreams had to find my peace
Moving cautious everywhere soldiers are falling like the leaves
Block is calling forcing my movements to be all I can be
I meditate it's crazy I'm recently learning how to breath
Tension always building we pensive they just be by my complexion
I own my shit I don't rent it
I tell them talk to me nice
Fuck that talk to us nice
They beat us over our backs
But we still walking upright
And now it's time to fly away now

They threw us in the slums and took our dreams
Replaced them with a gun it's all a scheme
Then locked us in a box I hear your screams
Caged bird I gotta let you sing

Caged bird I gotta let you
Caged bird I gotta let you sing
Caged bird I gotta let you
Caged bird I gotta let you sing

Fly away
Fly away
Fly away
Fly away
Fly away
Fly away
Fly away
Fly away
Fly away
Fly away

Yeah

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