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• Artiste: Briggs
• Titre: Shadows
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I see shadows on the hill Up beside the old saw mill Where my people were killed I see shadows on the hill I see the shadows, I see the gallows What happens in the deep washes in the shallows They don’t wanna speak about the first battles They can only see when they’re lookin down the barrel I see the shadows, I hear the shots I feel the spirit from the fight that never stopped They wanna talk about how far we got Where the bodies dropped they built a fuckin parking lot And they call that survival Put us on a mission, force fed us bibles They put statues on our land just to worship false idols Cuffs on our hands just to keep us in the cycle Blood on their hands Bodies at their feet And as a warning they gon hang em from the trees Named for the banks, rivers and streets Nah the shadows never leave no justice no peace I see shadows on the hill Up beside the old saw mill Where my people were killed I see shadows on the hill I’m the product of resistance, I embody who survived I’m the strength of that spirit, I’m the voice of who have died Who the fuck are you to civilize? Nah we can’t rely what you recall I hear your words I see your lies And in the dead of night you can hear those babies cry You can feel those eyes from the banks where they lay beside Feel it in your spine when you know ya not alone Shine bright for the shadows make it home In around the granite stones They forever be alone Their killers get off free But their shadows never leave I see shadows on the hill Up beside the old saw mill Where my people were killed I see shadows on the hill I see shadows on the hill Up beside the old saw mill Where my people were killed I see shadows on the hill