Free Palestine
Mourning for the motherland
Wiped us off the map, now
We looking for another land
I'm mourning for my mother, man
Tell me, can we, bring you back
From the dead?
Israel's knee is still
On our freaking heads
Seven decades later and they're still
Freaking killing kids
Locking them up, then making
Them feel motherless
Then, they release them to despair
Depression, suppression, oppression
Off of pressures and you can't
Breathe the air
In Gaza, the people can't bare (Yallah!)
We're locked and loaded
And the men will never lie down
I smell illegal phosphorus
Up in the sky now
In their heart, I know they'd rather
See us die now
Dear Lord, can you please
Give us a sign now?
They tied down, apartheid
It's right now
We try now for basic
Human rights now
No time to fly
We fight right now
Take it to the streets
Cause our light shines right now
I miss my Mama Palestine
Palestine's always on my mind (my mind)
Can you free my Mama Palestine?
She's done nothing to deserve this crime
I'm really looking for a peaceful resolution
But it must come from all the people
That are locked and steady
Shooting at my sister and my brethren
Like a coward, from the rooftop
Of a settlement, bang, bang!
Who's that?
Breaking down my freaking door?
The IDF, if they scream
They'll freaking hit the floor
They took my dad
And they called my mama
"Freaking hole"
I'm 10 years old and
I don't know what to take them for
This the life of a Palestinian
In the West Bank and Gaza Strip
If you ain't feeling my people's pain
You can miss me with this
Right now
On a mission pay attention
To these wise words
We didn't ask for you punk divisors
Vicious colonizers, all you do is lie first
On the TV to Americans
At the boxers
In reality, the situation's different
The Muslims and the Christians
Suffer from the same system
We'll occupy behind the
Count green wall
I'd rather die than
Live my life beneath y'all
Wiped us off the map, now
We looking for another land
I'm mourning for my mother, man
Tell me, can we, bring you back
From the dead?
Israel's knee is still
On our freaking heads
Seven decades later and they're still
Freaking killing kids
Locking them up, then making
Them feel motherless
Then, they release them to despair
Depression, suppression, oppression
Off of pressures and you can't
Breathe the air
In Gaza, the people can't bare (Yallah!)
We're locked and loaded
And the men will never lie down
I smell illegal phosphorus
Up in the sky now
In their heart, I know they'd rather
See us die now
Dear Lord, can you please
Give us a sign now?
They tied down, apartheid
It's right now
We try now for basic
Human rights now
No time to fly
We fight right now
Take it to the streets
Cause our light shines right now
I miss my Mama Palestine
Palestine's always on my mind (my mind)
Can you free my Mama Palestine?
She's done nothing to deserve this crime
I'm really looking for a peaceful resolution
But it must come from all the people
That are locked and steady
Shooting at my sister and my brethren
Like a coward, from the rooftop
Of a settlement, bang, bang!
Who's that?
Breaking down my freaking door?
The IDF, if they scream
They'll freaking hit the floor
They took my dad
And they called my mama
"Freaking hole"
I'm 10 years old and
I don't know what to take them for
This the life of a Palestinian
In the West Bank and Gaza Strip
If you ain't feeling my people's pain
You can miss me with this
Right now
On a mission pay attention
To these wise words
We didn't ask for you punk divisors
Vicious colonizers, all you do is lie first
On the TV to Americans
At the boxers
In reality, the situation's different
The Muslims and the Christians
Suffer from the same system
We'll occupy behind the
Count green wall
I'd rather die than
Live my life beneath y'all
Credits
Writer(s): Ibrahim Batshon, Kujo Beats
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