Dear Brother
Dear brother
When you gonna call back your mother
Think you're sleeping in the gutter
We both know you can do better
And when you gonna write your older brother, a letter
Hey man, I miss you, getting my shit together
And for the record, I wrote this note as a reminder
Hermano mio, there's a future you can believe in
Gonna take more than songs of justice and freedom
Yeah (oh yeah)
Oh, there's a future you can believe in
Gonna take more than songs of justice and freedom
Freedom, yeah
If you're thinking about leaving
Hold my hand, overstand, as two can be a kingdom
Blessed, and when the rain comes
Put your hand in the dirt, Baba, this is where you came from
This is where you came from
This is where you came from
This is where you came from
System's broken, no fucks given
Wealthy people living off the backs of the broken
Dreams of America
Dreams of America
Need a pipe carrier
And let me sponge you off so the vision can get clearer
Your mother's crying, boy, can you hear her?
You gotta put down the weight
You gotta get out of your way
You gotta put down the weight
You gotta get out of your way
Dear lover
You can find me on the front lines covered
In the blood and tears of another
Brother, sister, mother
Revolution for your broadcast on Facebook and Twtitter
There's a noise
I can hear it when the megaphone roars
Wipe the tears from this tear gas, choice
You have a choice
Stand in front of your fear, baby, time to find your voice
It's a story
A love story, you can believe in
Death, birth, your life's worth, it's trending
A story, a love story
How vain are we to expect a happy ending
I got my hands up
Follow directions 'til they shoot us
I'm fuckin' sick and tired of no justice
No peace
Promise me I'll never pick your body off the streets
We're all taking heat here (oh, oh)
The trust is broken, I don't get these police
Disenfranchised, step into a new life
Maybe if you listen to the wind, there's a war cry
Peace in America
Peace in America
Be decent, America
Let me sponge you off so the vision can get clearer
Your mother's crying, can you hear her?
What I see in you (uh, uh)
A young tree bearing fruit
Place to start (oh, oh)
Don't hide behind your heart
You gotta put down the weight
You gotta get out of your way
You gotta put down the weight
You gotta get out of your way
Ye tiahu, ye taihu
Tiahui Yaotecame tlalpixque (Tiahui)
Ximohuala nikan cenyilzti
Juntar los pueblos empieza con la familia
Hermano luchamos por lo k dijo la abuelita (es tiempo)
I can see it in grandma's eyes
My ancestor's wildest dream, we survived genocide
This goes out to all the young souls that never made it
Promise me I'll never pick your body off the pavement
Rematriate the land that they've taken
The water they poisoned
My people've been praying for peace
Hands up dont mean that they won't shoot
United at the borders, a generation facing the truth
Se acabo el silencio
Bullets fly by, raining in the night time
'Round the world, tribes gather as the tides rise
Put down the weight, my love, this is our time
What I see in you (uh, uh)
A young tree bearing fruit
Place to start (oh, oh)
Don't hide behind your heart
You gotta put down the weight
You gotta get out of your way
You gotta put down the weight
You gotta get out of your way
When you gonna call back your mother
Think you're sleeping in the gutter
We both know you can do better
And when you gonna write your older brother, a letter
Hey man, I miss you, getting my shit together
And for the record, I wrote this note as a reminder
Hermano mio, there's a future you can believe in
Gonna take more than songs of justice and freedom
Yeah (oh yeah)
Oh, there's a future you can believe in
Gonna take more than songs of justice and freedom
Freedom, yeah
If you're thinking about leaving
Hold my hand, overstand, as two can be a kingdom
Blessed, and when the rain comes
Put your hand in the dirt, Baba, this is where you came from
This is where you came from
This is where you came from
This is where you came from
System's broken, no fucks given
Wealthy people living off the backs of the broken
Dreams of America
Dreams of America
Need a pipe carrier
And let me sponge you off so the vision can get clearer
Your mother's crying, boy, can you hear her?
You gotta put down the weight
You gotta get out of your way
You gotta put down the weight
You gotta get out of your way
Dear lover
You can find me on the front lines covered
In the blood and tears of another
Brother, sister, mother
Revolution for your broadcast on Facebook and Twtitter
There's a noise
I can hear it when the megaphone roars
Wipe the tears from this tear gas, choice
You have a choice
Stand in front of your fear, baby, time to find your voice
It's a story
A love story, you can believe in
Death, birth, your life's worth, it's trending
A story, a love story
How vain are we to expect a happy ending
I got my hands up
Follow directions 'til they shoot us
I'm fuckin' sick and tired of no justice
No peace
Promise me I'll never pick your body off the streets
We're all taking heat here (oh, oh)
The trust is broken, I don't get these police
Disenfranchised, step into a new life
Maybe if you listen to the wind, there's a war cry
Peace in America
Peace in America
Be decent, America
Let me sponge you off so the vision can get clearer
Your mother's crying, can you hear her?
What I see in you (uh, uh)
A young tree bearing fruit
Place to start (oh, oh)
Don't hide behind your heart
You gotta put down the weight
You gotta get out of your way
You gotta put down the weight
You gotta get out of your way
Ye tiahu, ye taihu
Tiahui Yaotecame tlalpixque (Tiahui)
Ximohuala nikan cenyilzti
Juntar los pueblos empieza con la familia
Hermano luchamos por lo k dijo la abuelita (es tiempo)
I can see it in grandma's eyes
My ancestor's wildest dream, we survived genocide
This goes out to all the young souls that never made it
Promise me I'll never pick your body off the pavement
Rematriate the land that they've taken
The water they poisoned
My people've been praying for peace
Hands up dont mean that they won't shoot
United at the borders, a generation facing the truth
Se acabo el silencio
Bullets fly by, raining in the night time
'Round the world, tribes gather as the tides rise
Put down the weight, my love, this is our time
What I see in you (uh, uh)
A young tree bearing fruit
Place to start (oh, oh)
Don't hide behind your heart
You gotta put down the weight
You gotta get out of your way
You gotta put down the weight
You gotta get out of your way
Credits
Writer(s): Xiuhtezcatl Tonatiuh Martinez, Jaiia Xi-tika Cerff
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