Denverfication, Killarado - Time

Denverfication, Killarado - Time

  • Ano de lançamento: 2020
  • Linguagem: Inglês
  • Duração: 3:03

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Denverfication, Killarado

Time

Walking past poplar trees, blood on the leaves

Denver hides the past a pauper asks for money please

Evans was a genocider, so was Chivington

Study Sand Creek massacre, propaganda’s what we’re living in

They killed the Apaches and sell their tears in gift shops

We name our weapons after them watch the irony crisscross

In so called Denver where there’s a homeless ban

But really it’s occupied Cheyenne and Arapaho land

Staring in the mirror do I see a settler or an artist

A long pause 3 am questions are the hardest

Those afraid to speak colonize with their silence

I’m looking for liberation a closed mouth is violent

This isn’t philosophy this is a rhyme that I wrote

Real like holding tears back feels like a knife in your throat

These words kill fascists each syllables a life boat

This isn’t a Suicide letter it’s a life note

I wrote this for the sad nights

When Denver had bad vibes

They stole this land that map is a lie

This city will kill you with rent, pills, or bottles

Denverfication, Killarado

Thinking how many bones are under me as I walk down federal

Capital gentrifies, their homes are edible

Waiting on the 31, breathing in the radon

Rocky Flats ghost, glow in the dark seance

The military’s recruiting in between school shootings

Columbine’s they’re uprooting for methane polluting

The guard used machine guns on children in Ludlow

From Lafayette to Pueblo I’m drowning in blood though

Denver in the 20s, your heart was vacant then

You were ran by the klan your mayor was Stapleton

Morley was the governor, the sheriffs were Klansman

So was the police chief, his name was Candlish

You tried to paint over the past but there’s blood on your canvas

There’s blood in your espresso and your rent is outlandish

These words kill fascists each syllables a lifeboat

This isn’t a suicide letter it’s a life note

I wrote this for the sad nights

When Denver had bad vibes

They stole this land that map is a lie

This city will kill you with rent, pills, or bottles

Denverfication, Killarado

This is for Preston Porter Jr. who was killed in 1900 in Limon, Colorado,

lynched by white terrorists and burned at the stake, Rest in peace

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