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heather heyer (fuck trump) - awkword lyrics

[intro]

[recording: susan bro, heather heyer’s mom, heather’s memorial service, 08/16/17]
they tried to k!ll my child to shut her up. well guess what? you just magnified her

[speaking: awkword]
it’s me
back
heather heyer, rest in power
n-z- punks f-ck off
not my president
awkword

[verse 1: awkword]
we about to blow up, from a nuclear bomb
i’m ’bout to show up, got the right to bear arms
if we don’t all die tomorrow, i’m a come for them blondes
tiki torch holding motherf-ckers, righting your wrongs
n-z-s marching on the streets, and n-z-s in charge
there’s even n-z-s on these beats, and n-z-s on the blogs
questioning me? i got the motherf-cking scars
and it could’ve been me, who got crushed by that car
american free? it’s white man free-for-all
and i’m a tell you the truth, i got that white skin card
i never sat back, and said, ‘oh thank god’
oh god, i cry looking out my backyard
should a been there too, smash n-z-s for the cause
and i used to do dat, but now my kids are my job
and thanks to my wife, i got the time to spit bars
this’ll cost my paycheck, getting stalked by my boss

[hook: awkword (2x)]
f-ck trump, f-ck the system that made him
f-ck afraid pundits and the liars who praise him
f-ck you white apologists, privilege is amazing
i know you won’t acknowledge, the world you were raised in

[verse 2: awkword]
i didn’t hang up the weapon, it was just a hiatus
high haters! back to speak the truth on the latest
every single news channel, calling in the favors
bunch a m-st-rb-t-rs, afraid to be the bravest
one in three black men, locked behind cages
privileged ignoramus, posting on your pages
come catch me — i’d love to show you what the pain is
hide behind your hoods, you’ll know what afraid is
masks on our faces, no difference what our race is
only race we face is, protection from our neighbors
what global meltdown? that’s what your aim is
you won’t get, through my door, motherf-cking racist
raised fists! sh-t on const-tution pages
that don’t stop the cops from escorting all you babies
to get home safe; we shot, g-ssed and tasered
the whole world knows what our greatest mistake is

[bridge: dj wayne ski]

[outro: teck-zilla (recording: malcolm x)]

- awkword lyrics

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