Nahko And Medicine For The People - Dear Brother lyrics

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Nahko And Medicine For The People - Dear Brother lyrics

[Verse 1] Dear brother When you gonna call back your mother? She thinks you're sleeping in the gutter We both know you can do better When you gonna write your older brother? A letter Hey man I miss you gettin my sh** together And for the record I wrote this note as a reminder Hermano mio there's a future We can believe in It's gonna take more than songs of justice and freedom. Freedom. Yeah! If you're thinking. About leaving Hold my hand understand this too can be a kingdom Blessed And when the rain comes, put your hands in the dirt baba this is where you came from This is where you came from This is where you came from Systems broken no f**s given Wealthy people living off the backs of the broken Dreams of America Dreams of America Need a pipe carrier Let me smudge you off so the vision can get clearer Your mothers crying boy can you hear her? [Chorus] What I see, in you A young tree bearing fruit Place to start Don't stand 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 [Verse 2] Dear lover You can find me on the front lines covered In the blood and tears of another Brother, sister, mother Revolutions being broadcast on Facebook and Twitter We have a choice You can hear it when the megaphone roars Wipe the tears from this tear gas choice Stand in front of your fears baby time to find your voice. Reminding me of a story A love story. We can believe in d**h birth your life's worth is trending It's a story. A love story How vain are we to expect a happy ending? I got my hands up Follow directions they still shoot us I'm f**ing 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. We're all taking. Heat here The trust is broken I don't get these police Disenfranchised step in to a new life Maybe if you listen to the wind there's a war car peace in America. Peace in America Be decent America. I'm begging you [Chorus] What I see, in you A young tree bearing fruit Place to start Don't stand 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