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Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah
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I feel scared, my brudda, I feel scared
My little sister's gettin' older, now she cares
About the way she looks, lookin' at her hair
And at the TV, there's no dark girls there
And I feel scared, my brudda, I feel scared
A culture embedded with lies and despair
And passive racism is always in the air
Tell us to get over somethin' that's not even really there, uh
And I feel scared, my brudda, I feel scared
If I talk about race, they'll probably look at me weird
Mention my dog's name, probably just stare
And now he got unlawfully shot, there'll probably be fear
Why is that? And I feel scared, my brudda, I feel scared
My sister will get treated like an object
Even worse, she won't have the guts to even object
'Cause she feels that bein' sexy's replicatin' her parent
And that's a bitch
And I feel scared, my brudda, I feel scared
Bein' a man has a different meanin'
Now walkin' away makes you seem defeated
We're losin' our kids over somethin' that's fleetin', uh
And I feel scared, my brudda, I feel scared
And we don't know, it's deeper than this
And that your mind doesn't make it the shit, mm
We don't wanna be wealthy, we wanna be rich
And that shit, it's life
It's life
Life is a painting
Life is a painting
Red for the blood we've shed
Turquoise for tears we've cried
Brush away the fears of death
We don't wanna open our eyes, no, no
It's life
Life is a painting (Yeah-yeah, yeah)
Life is a painting (Yeah)
Red for the blood we've shed (Yeah)
Turquoise for tears we've cried
Brush away the fears of death (Yeah, uh)
We don't wanna open our eyes (Check, uh, yo), no, no
It's kinda funny how most of us get embarrassed
Avoidin' any topic that causes us to lose balance
Focused on pleasin' people, it's somethin' we do
We can't live our lives unless it's constantly viewed
And now we're in the cycle of lives
Equate the likes on social media pages
Your mind is in demise
Got our kids up in stages, tryin' to find the right
Way to fit in society, hidin' behind the light
On that computer screen or the iPhone
My mind's blown by the cyclone, yeah
And I don't wanna ever go back there
The mandem in my ends don't make it outta here
Computer screens and the iPhone
My mind's blown by the cyclone, yeah, uh
And I feel scared, my brudda
But I suppose that I'm here, my brudda, my brudda, my brudda, uh
It's life
Life is a painting
Life is a painting
Red for the blood we've shed
Turquoise for tears we've cried
Brush away the fears of death
We don't wanna open our eyes (Oh-oh-oh), no, no
It's life
Life is a painting
Life is a painting (Life)
Red for the blood we've shed (Oh)
Turquoise for tears we've cried
Brush away the fears of death
We don't wanna open our eyes, no, no
It's life
Life is a painting
Hello?
Um, hi
Sorry, who's this?
It's Barney
Okay
I got your new number from
Oh God
Okay, what's wrong?
I'm not tryin' to
Not tryin' to what?
Basically, I wanted to tell you that I've
Written two songs about you in my next project
Okay, and?
Who says I even listen to your music?
Okay, haha
I wanted to tell you before anybody else did, that was
Why I was, that's why I was, that's why I was callin'
But how have people learnt about me?
Did you say my name?
Of course not
So what'd you say, then?
Will it upset me?