Reach Records's video: 116 - Bomba feat Practiko Derek Minor

Official lyric video for Bomba feat. Practiko, Derek Minor. Stream Bomba on the Sin Vergüenza album, out now: https://116.lnk.to/sin-verguenzaYT Created By / Llarod Montero Instagram: https://instagram.com/reachrecords Twitter: https://twitter.com/reachrecords Facebook: https://facebook.com/reachrecords ------------ English Translation: (Practiko) They’re trying to blind me, they’re trying to hunt me They’re trying to kill me They’re trying to bring me down, yeah They bring me down but I'm still here and I'm not going to kneel no more Even if they have me at gunpoint I'm black and I'm proud against a controlling system Latino, my roots, proud of my country In a mix of Spaniard, Taino and African my shade was created Officer, sir, let me sing my song Officer, sir, stop drawing attention Officer, sir, yes, I'm going to give you my I.D. Officer, sir, what’s happening? Why are you hitting me? Officer… ? (loud gunshot sound) (Derek) I was raised in the trenches, yuh, I would swear I was a vet I got PTSD, don’t sneak up on me like that I been trying to be cool, but I feel I'm going back Riding through the city mad, with a strap on my lap This is how I feel, this is how I feel Every time I cut the TV, one of my brothers getting killed Make me wonder if I'm next They’re gonna take me out today? If it's just a speeding ticket why a gun’s up in my face This gotta stop I gotta deal with the Ops Ain’t trying to deal with the cops They kill our kings on their feet They kill our queens in their sleep Then they go free It looked like murder to me It looked like murder to me Killing for free, 400 years the put us in chains Now we got the keys, yeah, we’re on the way (Practiko) To love God and to hate your brother never worked at the same time “In God we trust”, but they see injustice and stand idly by I can't believe that having rights is only for a few They call good what’s bad, and now love has become fictitious Tolerance is extinguished just like free expression “All lives matter” but only when they start looking at me in the same way, regardless of my color money moves the system and controls the media that why the government makes you sick, only to sell you the remedy Culture is lost, confused with the truth and its objective virtue truth doesn’t have to hurt; it sets you free and points you to Jesus, who is the Life so be wise and open your mind, this is not about music It’s about resisting, even if not peacefully Let the “timba”, the “plena” and the “bomba” resound Let the hope of this change explode as a bomb against monopolies and rules that seek to control and manage us the way they want