Trauma

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[Verse 1] Always stopped by the police Treated like a foreign enemy Invisible barriers, segregated areas Deep seeded anger, spoon-fed hatred Walking time bombs up in my slums No respect is given so dude is taking some Four hundred years of we shall overcome And still not one in that many brothers haven't overcame Peace, [?] in the streets Police turning up major heat Deferred riches [?] with no assistance Girls become women and women become bitches Look, man, the young boy fixes Become independent, wanna [?] the system At least one hundred and fifty revolves square Or get squashed by some black snitches [Chorus] Trauma, trauma, trauma Living everyday with trauma, trauma, trauma, trauma Whatever you say to me (You don't know, you don't know) Whatever you talking about me (You don't know, you don't know) Whatever they say in the papers (You don't know, you don't know) And whatever they say is really true (You don't know, you don't know) [Verse 2] America, home of the free Except that didn't include me Exceptionalism to describe this system Truly exceptional that I was resistant [?] passage, millions transition Those that arrive wish they had died swimming To survive, Africans kept the pride within em Now they wanna ask where is our pride? Trauma, how can I begin to describe? What it feels like to be dead and alive They never tried, we strived and we still strive Self-sufficiency for us is to [?] Black Wallstreet, Rosewood, huh Bill Cosby and Michael Jackson, huh Cops buy burgers for white mass murderers No protection for us, no one is serving us [Chorus] Trauma, trauma, trauma Living everyday with trauma, trauma, trauma, trauma Whatever you say to me (You don't know, you don't know) Whatever you talking about me (You don't know, you don't know) Whatever they say in the papers (You don't know, you don't know) And whatever they say is really true (You don't know, you don't know) Trauma, trauma, trauma [?] [Verse 3] I was born on the wrong side of justice Imitate this but you can't judge this Like [?] if you're famous and make mistakes When you're black and your people feel the same pain Setback 'cause of one at the top Black on black crime, when will it ever stop? Kinda odd putting the blame on the police When we're killing more of us than the police [Outro] Trauma, trauma, trauma Living everyday with trauma, trauma, trauma, trauma
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