Kunci: F minor
Verse 1
Em
Bm
Em
Bm
Em
Bm
Am
Yo,
C
Em
over here little soldier,
Em
I know the world's getting colder,
you're fading away
Bm
Em
I was only 14,
and wanted bubble gum
Em
But this white woman thought I
Bm
was troublesome
Em
Told the other ones it got me kidnapped
Bm
Em
Kick, slap, punch, bats, hips,
back was lit
Bm
It hurts when I reminisce
Em
Bm
Came and took me out of the house
into a pickup truck
and started hittin' stuff
Em
Bm
Strip me naked to send a message
Em
Barbed wire around my neck
with a fan connected
Bm
Em
I was shot in the head an
Em
My face was decomposed,
Bm
my pictures will make you quiver
because I'm good as new
Em
Bm
No gun wounds, my face is intact
and I ain't got a bruise
Em
By the way, my name's Emmett
Bm
Em
Till and 55 was so ill
Bm
So many years later, the hatin' is still
Em
Bm
I see injustice and shit is for real
Em
To see them get away with murder
Bm
and discard how you feel
Em
I pray we go a little further
F#m
and put you out on those field s
Em
Say you three -fifths of a man
Bm
and your existence a fail
Em
Or tell you that you better
Bm
an d still ain't nothing changed
Em
But I'm still praying for
well live my name
Em
What happened to the land of the free,
Em
It's more like the land
of the thieves
Bm
than home of the slaves
Em
Bm
It's evil, it's not a black or white thing
Cause we're all people,
Em
Bm
made by the same creator
So we're all equal
Em
You're to blame for the kids
Em
You're to blame for your thoughts
Bm
You're to blame for the Glock
Em
on the block
You're to blame,
you're the politician
Bm
Am
You're to blame for the laws
You're the problem and
D
the cause
what up Emmett?
Bm
Remember big sayings, sky's the limit
Bm
I never guessed this early I'd be in it
Bm
but why they label us diminished?
Em
You were hard to identify,
Bm
your story hits where it hurts
up as a black kid's
Em
Bm
In America, it's like you either rich,
you dirt
Em
And we were treated worse
Bm
than dogs in your pics and a shirt
Em
Bm
Damn, I just needed some blunts,
I didn't have money
Em
Bm
I asked the owner for credit,
he always acts funny
Em
Bm
So yeah, I took some cigarellas
And leave me in the street
F#m
layin' like a crash dummy
Em
Bm
Growin' up, I used to dream
I wasn't that hungry
Em
Bm
And if we had the same evils
in a black country
Bm
had me down on my knees
Em
My hands up, screamin' please,
Em
But indeed, Darren Wilson
Bm
pulled that trigger with ease
Em
And left my family to grieve,
Bm
I wasn't ready to leave
Bm
I lay dead in the streets for hours, bro
Em
Bm
Blood spillin' out of my head,
the scene was powerful
Bm
this racin' shit hasn't stopped
Em
Bm
They got their clips to the top,
these cops are ready to pop
Em
Bm
So I just hope we die for our people
If somethin' changes in this
Bm
we will all create a heap
Em
What happened to the land of the free,
Bm
home
Home of the brave,
Em
it's more like the land
of the thieves
Bm
And home of the slaves, it's evil
Em
Bm
It's not a black or white thing
Em
Cause we're all people
Bm
Made by the same creator
You're to blame for the
You're to blame for your thoughts
Em
Bm
You're to blame for the
Glock on the block
Em
You're to blame for your laws
Bm
You're the problem and the cause
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