Roney - BLM (Audio, Video) - Music Video
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The song was produced by Steve Kroeger.
The protests aren't just happening in America.
They've erupted across the globe with places in Asia, Australia and Europe taking their own stance against systemic oppression against Black lives.
Canada has also joined in the protests with places across the country holding their own demonstrations against the injustices in America as well as in their own country as well.
Toronto's Roney returned with a brand new single today in wake of the protests, aptly titled, "BLM." With passion in his voice, Roney tackles police brutality and White privilege, addressing the racism in Canada as well as Trump's response to the protests.
He shared a visual along with the single that includes footage of the protests and police brutality while he raps in front of a collage of images of police brutality victims.
Roney - BLM (prod.
Steve Kroeger) Watch Video Lyrics.
[Intro] I don't wanna go back to the trench I don't need my mama cryin', stressin' 'bout no rent I've been through some times, I'on really wanna vent Cop told me I'ma be lyin' on a bench, dead Where does it stop for us? I'on know Gotta be one day though (Steve Kroeger) [Verse 1] Where does it stop for us? It's hard for us, to rise up from the dirty dust Ghetto life, nothin' nice, someone gotta pray for us Hard white is all a youngen knew growing up Police brutality, shit ain't nothin' new to us They said I ain't experience shit 'cause I'm in Canada Are you dumb? Man, this shit, it wasn't adding up Pop rounds, hit the block down, he was not found Cops 'round, raid the whole scene and he stood ground Beat trial, matter fact, he ain't seen trial Leave work, man, he's somewhere on a beach now One year, bounce back, he a police now They would go crazy if that story was a street child Boy, you got a criminal record, you gettin' no job That boy, he just killed my nigga, and he still a cop Catch a floss, seen it all, police wanna see me fall Dumb shit, in jail, searchin' through these niggas' drawers Probably on some gay shit, CO's probably gettin' hard Hit 'em wit' a straight fist, my niggas go Jihad Trump, he a dumb bitch, shoulda got impeached dawg System's so rigged, you don't see it? Then you lost People screamin', "Black on black crime ain't serious" It's blacks amongst blacks, so it's black who we beefin' wit' Let me give you lessons 'cause the school's ain't teachin' it Racists kill racists, they around it, ain't no racist shit Stop there if you think B-L-M is not fair All lives matter is not the same, we don't care From past years and mad tears, blacks grew wit' mad fears So right now we stand down, remind them that we here We all humans, we get ruthless Once they start to riot and they lootin', want the fusin' Shit is so confusin', I don't know now I don't wanna put my hands down They tell him, "Freeze", then he stop, what? He freeze to death? Plant keys in your spot just to make arrest They puttin' knees in necks, watch you scream for breath It's not a test, don't get a vest, they don't shoot for chest They shoot heads, shoot necks, then they try finesse They say he fled, turn his back and became a threat It's bullshit but the laws already set wit' them They make the law, then break the law, that makes no sense [Chorus] I don't wanna go back to the trench I don't need my mama cryin', stressin' 'bout no rent I've been through some times, I'on really wanna vent Cop told me I'ma be lyin' on a bench, dead Fifteen, all I wanted was a cheque I ain't do shit but they still tryna arrest They ain't find shit but they beat me in the head Then they told me I'll be lyin' on a bench, dead [Verse 2] When lions don't get it, they run for it then take it Treat us like animals, lock us in cages From Egypt wit' them slave ships Government, they're racist People try peaceful protest and then they mace them Malcom X, Martin Luther King, they were some great men [?] gone, Alwy got shot, he was like grade ten George Floyd got his head crushed on the pavement Say a prayer for the black man, nigga, amen [Chorus] I don't wanna go back to the trench I don't need my mama cryin', stressin' 'bout no rent I've been through some times, I'on really wanna vent Cop told me I'ma be lyin' on a bench, dead Fifteen, all I wanted was a cheque I ain't do shit but they still tryna arrest They ain't find shit but they beat me in the head Then they told me I'll be lyin' on a bench, dead [Outro] Ooh, no Ooh, no Ooh, no, no, no, no, no BLM