Download Bomba Mp3 By 116 Ft. Practiko, Derek Minor
Here’s a song from the American Christian hip hop artist, producer, and recording artist “116“. This is a hit song from him, as He titles this one “Bomba” featuring Practiko, Derek Minor.
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Lyrics: Bomba by 116
(Practiko)
They’re trying to blind me, they’re trying to hunt me
They’re trying to kill me
They’re trying to bring me down, yeah
They bring me down
but I’m still here and I’m not going to kneel no more
Even if they have me at gunpoint
I’m black and I’m proud against a controlling system
Latino, my roots, proud of my country
In a mix of Spaniard, Taino and African my shade was created
Officer, sir, let me sing my song
Officer, sir, stop drawing attention
Officer, sir, yes, I’m going to give you my I.D.
Officer, sir, what’s happening? Why are you hitting me? Officer… ?
(loud gunshot sound)
(Derek)
I was raised in the trenches, yuh, I would swear I was a vet
I got PTSD, don’t sneak up on me like that
I been trying to be cool, but I feel I’m going back
Riding through the city mad, with a strap on my lap
This is how I feel, this is how I feel
Every time I cut the TV, one of my brothers getting killed
Make me wonder if I’m next
They’re gonna take me out today?
If it’s just a speeding ticket why a gun’s up in my face
This gotta stop
I gotta deal with the Ops
Ain’t trying to deal with the cops
They kill our kings on their feet
They kill our queens in their sleep
Then they go free
It looked like murder to me
It looked like murder to me
Killing for free, 400 years the put us in chains
Now we got the keys, yeah, we’re on the way
(Practiko)
To love God and to hate your brother never worked at the same time
“In God we trust”, but they see injustice and stand idly by
I can’t believe that having rights is only for a few
They call good what’s bad, and now love has become fictitious
Tolerance is extinguished just like free expression
“All lives matter” but only when they start looking at me in the same way, regardless of my color
money moves the system and controls the media
that why the government makes you sick, only to sell you the remedy
Culture is lost, confused with the truth and its objective virtue
truth doesn’t have to hurt; it sets you free and
points you to Jesus, who is the Life
so be wise and open your mind, this is not about music
It’s about resisting, even if not peacefully
Let the “timba”, the “plena” and the “bomba” resound
Let the hope of this change explode as a bomb
against monopolies and rules that seek
to control and manage us the way they want