1. |
Hold That Weight
04:22
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I came upon a man
Who carried in his hands
All of his years at the factory plant
At minimum wage
through many a stage
Of dreams and love and sorrow
He asked if I could spare
A pair of my walking shoes
To help him climb the hills that still
Lay in his life
Something he could wear
To carry all his cares
Hold up his iron will
A day, maybe tomorrow
...He wanted to lay down
He wanted to test the crown
I placed myself at his feet
And said
Whatever you need
He said practice what you preach
Yes I...
Will hold that weight
I'll hold that weight for you
Yes I...
Will hold that weight
I'll hold that weight for you
. . .
I came upon a man
Who carried in his fists
All of the violence
That happened to him
Through many a day
He locked it away
And hardened his flesh like
no weapon could prosper
They put him in a cage
And said it was his fate
To rot with the rest
But he got out in eight
He puts on a mask, now
To cover his rage
Cause red and blue lights
Might look twice
And bring the chopper today
...He wanted to break down
He wanted to test the crown
I said how do we defeat
A state
That do evil deeds
He said practice what you preach
Yes I...
Will hold that weight
I'll hold that weight for you
Yes I...
Will hold that weight
I'll hold that weight for you
... I had ... daydreams
Ways of ... freedom
What it might be
Maybe ... I see
Working ways out
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lyrics by Samora Pinderhughes
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2. |
Kill War
05:06
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Hey Hey Haven't you heard
It's time to go to war
Hey Hey Haven't you heard
Time to settle the score
What else can I do with all this hate I have inside me
What else can I do but kill the things that seem alive
Give me a weapon
Give me a couple lessons
I can't even feel it anymore
Who's fighting
Who's dying
Who's dying for the cause
(2x)
Hey Hey Haven't you seen
Our people on TV
They killed one of our sons
How do we make them bleed
What else can I do with all this rage you put inside me
How else can I move but with the lessons you provide
Solve my depression
Now I'm a lethal weapon
I can't even feel it anymore
Who's fighting
Who's dying
Who's dying for the cause
Cut out all my thoughts
Focus on the gun
All the things we bought
Lead to things we've done
Death is very cheap
On the moving screen
But you can't feel that loss
If you can't feel that touch
It's so cold
(I feel water in my eyes)
Who's fighting
Who's dying
Who's dying for the cause?
**
lyrics by Samora Pinderhughes
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3. |
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(VERSE 1)
Blood on your hands don't wash off too easy
Even if you lie to the folks when you leave me
You can't pretend, You can't pretend
That you didn't use those weapons against me
You took the bread and left me at the precinct
You built a Wall so you won't have to see me
You couldn't stare direct at what you did
While still enjoying those good benefits (the fruits of tricks)
You shot the gun and shook it off easily
(You) Forced him to talk while he was still grieving
Poured up the language in a glass
He drank it down
(I) heard the same shit on your TV
Come out his mouth
You broke my district up into pieces
Now I see the cracks all up in your ceilings
It's a lotta drama going on in the town
And I been around enough to know what's going down Yea
(CHORUS) - sung by Lhasa de Sela
Soon this space will be too small
And I’ll go outside
To the huge hillside
Where the wild winds blow
And the cold stars shine
**
(VERSE 2)
Blood on my hands don't wash off too easy
Even if I got everybody to believe me
I left you right on the avenue and then went (on) about my business
What is good with all this progress if I had to hurt someone to get it?
(I) been so attached to all of these secrets
They might just take me over completely
I done filled a book and a half up Just tryna give my mind revisions
I put my eyes on way too many caskets (I think I done lost my vision)
And I don't ever wanna get used to the feeling
Of a body when it can't seem to breathe in
Did I take advantage of the words I said but never did shit
I made an appearance but I made sure I didn't really risk it
I'm fuckin tired of all of these meetings, evenings, weekends
Drinking and smoking for no reason
We can't pretend no We can't pretend
Like we don't feel that the world is ending
(CHORUS) - sung by Samora Pinderhughes
Soon this space will be too small
And I’ll go outside
To the huge hillside
Where the wild winds blow
And the cold stars shine
**
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Promise me I'll be alive, when I leave my home Promise me I'll be alive, when I drive, alone
Stoplights could be murder
Movements could be murder
Conversations be murder
Promise me I'll be alive, when I leave my home Promise me I'll be alive, when I drive, alone
Stoplights could be murder
Movements could be murder
Steel bars, and they put a charge on my name
Now I think they got me back in chains…
If I die before you wake
I need you to know that
I was looking forward,
To my new job tomorrow
But these lights my life they take
When I'm on the road back
I can't stand the sirens,
I hear them and I know what follows
I told myself I won't break
They shouted a warning
They made up a story
They say I resisted, and I might go missing
All my momma does is pray
She'll wake in the morning
And not be in mourning...
That's why I just need you to listen! -
Promise me I'll be alive, when I leave my home Promise me I'll be alive, when I drive, alone
Stoplights could be murder
Movements could be murder
Conversations be murder
Promise me I'll be alive, when I leave my home Promise me I'll be alive, when I drive, alone
Stoplights could be murder
Movements could be murder
Conversations lead to confrontations,
Can’t take it no further
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lyrics by Samora Pinderhughes
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Samora Pinderhughes New York, New York
Samora Pinderhughes is a composer, filmmaker, and interdisciplinary artist known for striking intimacy and carefully crafted, radically honest lyrics alongside high-level musicianship and cutting visuals. He works in the tradition of the black surrealists, those who bend word, sound, and image towards the causes of revolution. ... more
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