It's Hard - Giggs, Emeli Sandé

Oh, tell me how long shall they should kill our prophets?

Martin said he said he’d been right to the top of mountains

And why is it such a crime being brown skin?

Oh, the old shackles done, we rising up again

I’m up again, suffered now and suffer then

But fuck it, now it’s us and them

Never see me following no fucking trends

It’s big Hollow with a couple gems

Socially, socially distant and emotionally

They know that I’m different and I’m openly

In a zone with a difference and there’s hope for me

Tears from a realionnaire, fears that another black man’s gonna disappear

They don’t care about blacks 'cause they’re killing bare

Goldilocks just broke in, bet they kill a bear

And that’s where we’re at

Nah, that’s where we’ve been and still the facts

That’s why we’ll never wear your hat

It’s weird because they’re scared of black

Scared for the brothers

Scared for the mothers

Fears getting smothered

Tea’s in the kitchen

Dreams in the rubbish

Beers in the cupboard

Man getting rub out

Where’s all the rubbers?

Man gonna bug out

'Cause where’s all the others?

Man get the fuck out

Swears, then he utters

Nobody’s guilty

Turn, then he blubbers

I feel it deep

Don’t wanna wake up, 'cause I’m still asleep

They got me way stuck, 'cause I’m in the street

I watch the chain flush, but I’m skinning teeth

You got your make-up on, you’re feeling sweet

You got your lace fronts, or you spin your weave

I watched the birds nuff, studying the bees

She may be light skinned, but I love my queens

Car then I’m bouncing

Far from announcements, far from announcing

Calm when I’m pouncing, it’s hard being brown skin

Load up the petrol, yes, I do mean harm when I douse him

All my kids have got houses, a nigga came far from the housing

Typical

It’s a difficult one, yeah, it’s difficult

91 Psalm, yeah, it’s biblical

How dare you disrespect me with your ridicule

They always tell me that I’m miserable

I’m just a spiritual guy in the physical

It’s pitiful times, and it’s critical

Political guys turn invisible

Tell me how long shall they should kill our prophets?

Martin said he said he’d been right to the top of mountains

Tell me why is it such a crime being brown skin?

The old shackles done, we rising up again

Tell me how long shall they should kill our prophets?

Martin said he said he’d been right to the top of mountains

And why is it such a crime being brown skin?

The old shackles done, we rising up again