Goat Head [EARTHGANG Remix]

Brittany Amber Howard, Christo Runo, Eian Undrai Parker, Olu O. Fann, Tane Runo

My heroes are black
My heroes are black

America the brutalizer
Taking out her pain on us but who knows why
Prolly 'cause we fly
'Cause we can work magic with the wink of an eye
When I dance sparks fly, now watch me guide
Phenomenal minds, phenomenal kinds
The beautiful ones, a sign of the times
To laugh is a threat, to breathe is a crime
I'm born by a God, was forged in the fire (see, I know my color, see)
My career soars whiles black bodies hit the floor
I feel guilt, shame, I could always do much more
Are words enough? Does the storytelling lighten the burden up?
Marching and fist pumping, generation on fire got the whole city burning
We will not be denied (no, no)
You ain't get the memo that we ain't to be fucked with?
Fighters returned, defying the words of coroners
Statues will fall, ancestors watching enjoying us
Reset the balance, my tongue calloused from schooling
Alice talking racist whack shit
Living in her wonderland bubble, bubbling up, damn
You searching for the problem, shawty, that's it

Oh say can you see
Guns aiming at me
Oh say can you see
Guns aiming at me
Goat head in the back

Oh say can you see
Guns aiming at me
Oh say can you see (woo, uh-huh)
Guns aiming at me
Goat head in the back (yeah)

Slaves blood, kings blood
Mothership, beamed up
Everything we dreamed of, it's finally us
Damaged goods, from yo' average hood
I rather be overpaid then understood
Only God can can judge me and my accomplices
Failin' to comply
Got my weapon that's my right
Let's be heavily supplied
I ain't shit but a reflection of the times
To the naked eye
So even when I'm sleep I look like something to be threatened by?
This is for the fingertips dipped in red dust on the city bus
No option for givin' up
I'm the the Sun son so the natural look be stickin' up
Sunday brunch with Bun I ain't eat much but I listened up
Soak some wisdom up, rolled a bigger blunt
Laugh to keep from tearing up
Had to fuck the city up to make 'em take us serious
Don't pick up yo' cell, 12 wet you like amphibian
They put us all through hell
And tell us God work so mysterious (but God, one and only)

Oh say can you see
Guns aiming at me
Oh say can you see
Guns aiming at me
Goat head in the back

Oh say can you see
Guns aiming at me
Oh say can you see
Guns aiming at me
Goat head in the back

(Oh say can you see)
My heroes are black (guns aiming at me)
Oh say can you see (oh say can you see)
My heroes are black (guns aiming at me)

Oh say can you see
Guns aiming at me
Oh say can you see
Guns aiming at me

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