Strange Fruit (feat. Common & John Legend) (исполнитель: Fashawn)

[Billy Holliday Sample]
Black bodies swinging in the southern breeze,
Strange [bad word] hanging from the popular trees.
 [bad word] [John Legend]
Dance little brother, dont give up the fight.
Hang on 'til tomorrow, the [bad word] [bad word] to light.
Dance little sister, don't give up today. 
Hang on 'til tomorrow, tonight we celebrate, celebrate.

Verse [bad word] 
Black bodies on the wall, color from years ago.
It's spiritual the way that them tears they fell slow.
Roots and [bad word] so deep, found it hard to sleep. 
Souls lost in the heat, pray to God to keep.
Fast forward to my pop, he nod and geeked-off the heron, still he was dead to bear arms.
thats where im from, my story aint that different from yours.
a blood line a hard time, prisons and wars.
With [bad word] it came rain, when it rains it pours.
We stayed between liquor stores, and "praise the Lord".
Singing "we shall [bad word]  cause we came for more.
We were dancing for it to rain no more.
Though hurricanes and waves they came ashore, takin' lives of the brave and poor, they'd ignore, us once again, but it was lessons in the wind, of change that came from within.
So...
 [bad word] 
Dance little brother, dont give up the fight.
Hang on 'til tomorrow, the [bad word] [bad word] to light.
Dance little sister, don't give up today. 
Hang on 'til tomorrow, tonight we celebrate, celebrate.

Verse 2
Wonder if i make it to heaven, will i get a chance to party and celebrate with the great black bodies.
Im talkin' bout Marley, Nina, and Marcus Garvey.
Similair to Africa the streets is our safari.
From Ashanti in slums, is children with guns.
AIDS and poverty killing our young.
Gramps keep sayin a savior [bad word]  for the meek and the humble favor [bad word] 
From the same trees we were hung, we can see the sun.
In the darkest hour, our power begun.
I write from the same place they were bleedin' from.
I'm emceein they done until the streets is won.
So far [bad word]  with so far to go.
To do the impossible only God will know-how we do it, i speak it and put it into music.
The [bad word] lives through it, its a movement so move it.
 [bad word] 
Dance little brother, dont give up the fight.
Hang on 'til tomorrow, the [bad word] [bad word] to light.
Dance little sister, don't give up the day. 
Hang on 'til tomorrow, tonight we celebrate, celebrate...celebrate...celebrate...celebrate...celebrate

oooooo you got to
Dance little brother,(oooh) dont give up the fight.(Dont give up the fight)
Hang on 'til tomorrow,(oooh) the [bad word] [bad word] to [bad word] to light
Dance little sister,(ooh) don't give up the day.(dont give up today) 
Hang on 'til tomorrow, tonight we celebrate, celebrate.
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