Better Days

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Oscar Grant
 Trayvon Martin
 Tamir Rice
 Ahmaud Arbery
 Breonna Taylor
 George Floyd
 Terrance Crutcher
 Walter Scott
 Sandra Bland
 Samuel Dubose
 Philando Castile
 Eric Garner
 This is where life
 Took its turn
 They tell him freeze, get on your knees, he begging please, just stop it
 They tell him get down, on the ground, and empty out his pockets
 He thinking should he stay, or should he run, He weighs his options
 Then takes off running, look around, he got the whole world watching
 His hands is shaking, heart is racing, thinking, will he make it
 And he didn't choose this life, but it's time for him to face it
 Since he's black, he's prime suspect any situation
 The biggest problem, of the problems in this racist nation
 The system fails him, try's to tell him, that it's all his fault
 But he didn't do a thing, all he ever did was walk
 They gun get drawn, they hold the power, they don't try to talk
 Gone be another victim dead that was never wrong
 He's keeping pace cuz at the end he knows it's yellow tape
 Not ready for the end, not ready to go meet his fate
 He screaming help, he need some help, the fear all in his face
 To feed their hungers, they make sure they keep up with the chase
 The cops who rob us, no survivors, this is not a game
 They live in worry, it's so sad the law cannot be tamed
 Suppose to keep them safe, but instead they causing pain
 Now tell me where the righteousness, What could they possibly gain
 Some golden medals, recognition, all for a position
 And to make it home was really his true mission
 But it's looking like a cold case, he might end up missing
 Preparing for another lost to this corrupted system
 He's loosing breath, not taking steps, he's running out of time
 Then it gets quiet, thinks he's safe, he try's to clear his mind
 He's calling down, he's walking now, the boy just thinks he's fine
 He doesn't care to turn back, doesn't look if they're behind him
 Shots get fired, Hit his back, He's falling to the ground
 And even though he's lying there, they empty out a round
 They don't express it, but they caught him, so they happy now
 Got everybody looking at them, what's to happen now
 They walking over to the boy, as he makes out a sound
 Black lives matter, how the world going to view him now
 Accomplished what they wanted, hoping that they gain some ground
 This act of violence they committed is just so unsound
 Seeing that he's just a kid, they realize what they did
 Not thinking first, just acting killing off the innocent
 No time to get they story straight so they call it in
 Dispatch, suspect down that we tried to apprehend
 Justice for one, Injustice for all
 I said
 "Injustice for one, Justice for all"
 I mean it
 Justice for one, Injustice for all
 We hope we never have to wake up to that phone call
 I said
 "Injustice for one, Justice for all"
 I mean it
 Justice for one, Injustice for all
 I said
 "Injustice for one, Justice for all"
 We hope we never have to wake up to that phone call
 We pray for BETTER DAYS

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Song Details

Duration
03:06
Key
11
Tempo
80 BPM

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