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Jamila Woods

Jamila Woods is a Chicago-based American soul singer, songwriter and poet. Woods is a graduate of St. Ignatius College Prep and Brown University. She is widely known for her collaborative works with Chance the Rapper on the hit song "Sunday Candy" from the album Surf as well as "Blessings" from Coloring Book. Woods is also featured on the Macklemore & Ryan Lewis song "White Privilege II". In January 2016, Woods signed to Chicago's independent hip-hop label, Closed Sessions.Woods is the Associate Artistic Director of Young Chicago Authors, the non-profit organization behind the Louder Than a Bomb youth poetry slam festival.Jamila released her debut album HEAVN on her SoundCloud page on July 11, 2016 to critical acclaim. The album features collaborations with C… more »

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2016

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Black is like the magic, the magic's like a spell
My brothers went to heaven, the police going to, yeah, they're going to
Hello operator, emergency hotline
If I say that I can't breathe, will I become a chalk line
Up to see the movie, line up to see the act
The officers are scheming to cover up their, cover up their 
Ask me no more questions, tell me no more lies
Your serving and protecting is stealing babies lives

I'm very black, black, black
Can't send me back, back, back
You take my brother, brother, brother
I fight back, back, back, back
I'm very black, black, black
I made a pact, pact, pact
You take my brother, brother, brother
I fight back, back, back, back

Everything is everything, a mantra says the guillotine 
Missionary commissioned misery into angel wings
And all he wanna do is be still and cut bread
Never know the dead, how they whisper, "Forgive me"
Everything is relative, politicize the evidence
I heard a politician reiterate all the messages
And all he wanna do is feed family, be famous
Never know the poor, how they scream out, "Redeem me"
Everything is casualty, a song I heard, the bullets sing
I know a couple babies gon' see 'em fly tonight
He wish he wasn't magic, all he wanna do is be a passage
In a book titled "America the Savage"
Symphony is symphony, when everything was meant to be
Piano man and drummer boy just invented a song for me
And all I wanna do is find love and be happy
And all I wanna do is find love

I'm very black, black, black (I'm very black)
Can't send me back, back, back (can't send me back)
You take my brother, brother, brother (you take my brother)
I fight back, back, back, back (I fight back)
I'm very black, black, black
I made a pact, pact, pact (double, double this)
You take my brother, brother, brother (double, double that)
I fight back, back, back, back (the trouble trouble is)
(I'm very, very black)

And that is all I, that is all I know
And that is all I, that is all I know
That is all I, is all I know
And that is all I, that is all I know

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