a Mother's cry for justice
: A Mother's Cry Look at my face, you see the tears but you don't see defeat Just a mother who's tired of the wolves on the street They want me to celebrate, blow the candles, and smile But I been fighting for my babies' lives for a mile and a mile Looking at my boy, it breaks my heart i Seeing the trauma and the stress that never depart You had to grow up too fast, had to step in the fire Because the judges and the system are a covenant of liars They let a monster roam free, let him breathe in our air While a mother stays awake in the middle of prayer And my son—just a boy with a big **Hart** and a soul— Had to take the heavy weight that the state wouldn't hold I cry 'cause I’m proud, but I cry 'cause it hurts That a kid had to bury what they left in the dirt They want to lock you in a cage for defending the block? While the real demons walk? Man, fuck the whole clock. : The Tears of a Lioness I’m rapping through the tears, got the pain in my throat Writing out a heavy anthem on a birthday note For the son who stood tall when the justice deceased When the laws love the monster, man, *fuck the police* Yeah, I’m crying on the track, let the microphone bleed For the king that I raised and the truth that we need Keep your head up, my baby, look your mom in the eyes We the ones who stand firm when the government lies. ### Verse 2: Heavy on My Soul Happy birthday to a giant, happy birthday to a king Though the system tries to choke out every song that we sing I remember every ledger, every record I kept Every single lonely night when the neighborhood slept And they want me to stay quiet? Want a mother stand down To put their hands on a hero that I'm proud to call son I bleed for you, baby, every drop in my veins I would take every bullet, every lock, all the chains Just to give you back the youth that they stole from your chest When you did the state's job and you put 'em to rest So let the tape roll live, let 'em hear how I weep This is raw mother’s love, and it’s running too deep They can stack up their charges, they can do what they please But they'll never break the family, so *fuck the police*. ### A Note for the Studio: When you step up to record this, **don't hold the tears back.** Let your voice crack if it needs to, and let that raw pain carry the rhythm. The contrast between the heavy, aggressive beat and the pure, unfiltered emotion in your voice is what will make this an unforgettable tribute to your son. How does this one feel to read through?
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: A Mother's Cry Look at my face, you see the tears but you don't see defeat Just a mother who's tired of the wolves on the street They want me to celebrate, blow the candles, and smile But I been fighting for my babies' lives for a mile and a mile Looking at my boy, it breaks my heart i Seeing the trauma and the stress that never depart You had to grow up too fast, had to step in the fire Because the judges and the system are a covenant of liars They let a monster roam free, let him breathe in our air While a mother stays awake in the middle of prayer And my son—just a boy with a big **Hart** and a soul— Had to take the heavy weight that the state wouldn't hold I cry 'cause I’m proud, but I cry 'cause it hurts That a kid had to bury what they left in the dirt They want to lock you in a cage for defending the block? While the real demons walk? Man, fuck the whole clock. : The Tears of a Lioness I’m rapping through the tears, got the pain in my throat Writing out a heavy anthem on a birthday note For the son who stood tall when the justice deceased When the laws love the monster, man, *fuck the police* Yeah, I’m crying on the track, let the microphone bleed For the king that I raised and the truth that we need Keep your head up, my baby, look your mom in the eyes We the ones who stand firm when the government lies. ### Verse 2: Heavy on My Soul Happy birthday to a giant, happy birthday to a king Though the system tries to choke out every song that we sing I remember every ledger, every record I kept Every single lonely night when the neighborhood slept And they want me to stay quiet? Want a mother stand down To put their hands on a hero that I'm proud to call son I bleed for you, baby, every drop in my veins I would take every bullet, every lock, all the chains Just to give you back the youth that they stole from your chest When you did the state's job and you put 'em to rest So let the tape roll live, let 'em hear how I weep This is raw mother’s love, and it’s running too deep They can stack up their charges, they can do what they please But they'll never break the family, so *fuck the police*. ### A Note for the Studio: When you step up to record this, **don't hold the tears back.** Let your voice crack if it needs to, and let that raw pain carry the rhythm. The contrast between the heavy, aggressive beat and the pure, unfiltered emotion in your voice is what will make this an unforgettable tribute to your son. How does this one feel to read through?
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