We Could Be Free Lyrics - Vic Mensa

We could be free 

If we only knew we were slaves to the pains of each other 

One day, I believe I'd learn 

To see my enemy as my brother 

Then we could be free, truly 

And love could wash away our sorrows 

I'm not afraid to bleed 

If it means, we'll make them better today not tomorrow 

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One day I dream of telling my momma 

"You ain't gotta work no more" 

Same for my father, born in Ghana, down on that dirt road floor 

As far as he came I can't complain, but pain is so subjective 

Spend so much time counting issues, I forget to count 

My blessings 

Watch my cousins back at home, getting water out a well 

While I watch my brother stacking stone, whipping water by the scale 

Tryna' get a mill' on the other side 

They ain't got a meal, we don't recognize we in heaven 

So we think we live in hell 

It's been getting kinda hard to tell 

But 

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Sometimes I wake up and I look up at the sky 

Asking why I'm alive when the realest niggas died 

And my pride won't let me give up, lord as hard as I try 

In those times I try to remember 

That we could be free 

If we only knew we were slaves to the pains of each other 

One day, I believe I'd learn 

To see my enemy as my brother 

Then we could be free, truly 

And love could wash away our sorrows 

I'm not afraid to bleed 

If it means, we'll make them better today not tomorrow 

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I don't want to wait for the afterlife 

I don't want a vigil by candle light 

I don't want to be the new sacrifice 

I don't want to turn into a poltergeist 

Be a ghost at night full of broken dreams 

Momma crying at an open casket 

Cold as ice in a suit, 3 piece 

All dressed up for Sunday masses 

Pastor said put faith in God 

But faith alone can't make things right 

Who the fuck is you to patronize 

Somebody's son whose daddy died? 

Why they flood Baton Rouge? 

Why the city singing Alton's blues? 

Why, why, why, why? 

I feel like Jadakiss every time I watch the news 

What the fuck I got to lose? 

So I'm down to bleed if it means things improve 

You fools, saying "all lives matter" 

But it's black lives you refuse include 

Blocked from the polls 

Locked in the hood, trying to stop you from voting and stop you from growing 

And cops keep blowing and blowing 

Keep black people locked into cotton 

They don't want you to own, but 

Sometimes I wake up and I look up in the sky 

Asking why I survived all the days that I could have died 

Who am I in my place 

To contemplate suicide? 

In those times I try to remember 

That we could be free, truly 

If we'd only knew we were slaves to the pains of each other 

But I believe I'd learn 

To see my enemy as my brother 

Then we could be free, truly 

And we could wash away our sorrows 

I'm not afraid to bleed, if it means 

We'll make them better today not tomorrow 

Love (love) 

Love (love) 

To love my enemy as my brother 

(yeah yeah yeah) 

Make my enemy my brother 

Woah, oh, oh, oh 

Enemy my brother