Deadbeat Protest - Moor Mother

The babysitter just got paid

Karma just got a raise

Collect your blessings and you’re on your way

I’m in line, I’m in line, I’m in line

At the soup kitchen, I’m in line, I’m in line

Got some bread, cheese, and some bottled milk

You ain’t shit, so you ain’t gotta stop and look?

Don’t waste my time

These people out here just steal my shine

These pigs tryna roll my mind

These people tryna stop my grind

It was only a matter of time

You’re I committed warcrimes

Trying to save my black life

By fetishizing my dead life

Fuck, get away from me

You can see my dead body at the protest

You can see my dead body at the protest

You can see my dead body at the protest

You can see my dead body at the protest

Trying to save my black life

By fetishizing my dead life

Fuck, get away from me

You can see my dead body at the protest

You can see my dead body at the protest

You can see my dead body at the protest

You can see my dead body at the protest

Trying to save my black life

By fetishizing my dead life

No, get away from me

You can see my dead body at the protest

You can see my dead body at the protest

You can see my dead body at the protest

You can see my dead body at the protest