Still BLM (Blue Birds) ft. J.Taylor Lyrics

Four hundred years of pain is something that you cannot erase

Martin had a dream, but they killed him when he was wide awake

Malcum had the X on His back, so he was bound to fate

Malcum had the X on his back but he was

What about T man?

Nigga had his hoodie on, bag of skittles in his hand, tryna get his goody on

The fuck we suppose to do?

Man I don't got a clue

Since George Floyd a nigga been, scared of that blue

Because I know they see red, and after that there's no reversal

I can't be on the news, when momma heart turnin purple

Shit my first year of college, got pulled over, heart was racing

Brodie had his mask on, looking like he Jason

I told him take it off

Nigga you don't know the cost

Nigga we can't take a loss, can't be fucking with the law

Because this shit was built against us, can't control us so the fenced us

They talking random shots like a shorty on her Finsta

Got the blue birds chirping at niggas, it's not Twitter

Niggas going for the members, but really the main hitters

While they chillin' with them minks, them babies in cold winters

While they living with the privilege, the kids is duckin' the sprinters, gang

(While they living with privilege, the kids is duckin' the sprinters, gang)

(While they living with privilege, the kids is duckin' the sprinters, gang)

Four hundred years of pain is something that you cannot erase

Martin had a dream, but they killed him when he was wide awake

Malcum had the X on His back, so he was bound to fate

Malcum had the X on his back but he was

(Four hundred years of pain is something that you cannot erase)

(Martin had a dream, but they killed him when he was wide awake)

(Malcum had the X on His back, so he was bound to fate)

(Malcum had the X on his back, but he was, uh)