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New Day (Prod. By Brock Berrigan)

by Hip Hop Theory

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The world is staring at you
What you gon' do?
What you go through ain't half of what
It would be if they throw your ass to the ground
And put those shackles round your ashy ankles
Or gas and shank you; I'll pass no thank you my glory's found
In the midst of richness of the love within its on my skin
All I wanna do is share this logic I profess it for my kin
If you're concerned with the next gen
Of kicks here's my suggestion ponder your profession
The very least on your complexion
As if it mattered, reparations ain't what you deserve
Your vision's tattered; No your focus should be to preserve
The nation, fuck your pride and education on a curve
All you wanna do is hit the club, sip liquor and stay on swerve
My nigga... brother turn your light on
Spark a trend don't dwell on darkness til your sight's gone
Fight to right wrongs it's the only way
To ensure your future sees a new day

A new day a new slave
A new day a new grave
A new day a new chain
A new day same old game
A new day a new wave
A new day a new dame
A new day a new name
A new day that's new fame
A new day a new...

You staring at the world? Go ahead
Watch it burn, no concern, right?
This isn't your fight
This isn't a reason to see generations die
What about those children who need light?
What about those parents that deny you?
Title: mother, father can’t believe his daughter
Now his family black and slaughtered
Blood ain’t thicker than this water
You ride ships onto our border
We take every single order till we die
Till we rise

Put the pistols down
Keep it quiet brothers...

Now get it louder nigga!
You hear a song you like? Grab some ass
Start a fight, shun your past don't spark a light
You fill a casket out of spite so get it louder overnight
And keep it louder nigga, keep it louder

If you're just checking in listen then jot the time
Worry not on dropping dimes, drop the dimes!
You should wait, go for something super 8 with a dime of mind
Kill that thought, bought with patience, ought to crave a fine design
I deposit shine in the form of change, little black rain for your brain
Its a shame, most won't claim an image can't maim your name
Same game? bang, unchain; planes mundane
Some lay for that one thing in the fray;
You should pray like I told you hunt game
Maybe you'll understand one day

One day, Two days... later, you resist our prayers
You consistently ignore: layers that we drop to the psyche
Minds unlikely tuned to the rhyme or
Maybe sight is tuned to the time or
Maybe light is turned to the crime unlikely white - shown are we blind?
Darkness, darkness, do we harness the harshness
And the carnage has tarnished, our name is garnished with hatred
Nevermind what sacred say, It's about time we lay the dead
To rest, unite, relax
Give them silence, silence, my brothers

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released May 8, 2015
Produced by Brock Berrigan
Mixed & Mastered by Brandon Lackey
Artwork Photography by Abhijeet Rane
Artwork by Didi Medina

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