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Been Black My Whole Life





Been Black My Whole Life

I’ve been Black my whole life
I get followed when they see me in sight 
Lock the doors and hold that purse tight 

I’ve been Black my whole life
It's a wallet not a gun or a knife 
I may not live to see another night 

I’ve been Black my whole life
10-15 years now I'm doing time?
You know damn well I didn't commit a crime

I’ve been Black my whole life
I'm yelling Black lives matter until they do right  
Just like Sofia, all my life I had to fight


‘Cause I’ve been Black my whole life 

-Amira Mensah

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