Nero Su Bianco - 99 Posse

The reason why buildings are burning are not just for our brother George Floyd

We’re they’re burning down because people here in Minnesota are saying to

people in New York, to people in California, to people in Memphis,

to people all across this nation «enough is enough»

Le vite dei neri contano

I morti che si ricordano

E tutti che si inginocchiano

Perché non succeda mai più, poi

Le vite dei neri si scontano

Le pene che non si contano

Ginocchia che si rialzano

E il prossimo forse sei tu

Che ti credevi di essere bianco

Fino a che non ne hai visto uno vero

Fino a che non hai chiesto un lavoro

E ti è stato chiaro che il nero sei tu

Tante le tonalità del bianco

Quante le storie di vita quaggiù

Dove il bianco diventa grigio

O al massimo blu, non respiro più

E il prossimo forse sei tu

Che ti credevi di essere bianco

Fino a che non li hai visti in branco

E allora hai notato le sfumature

Tante le tonalità del nero

Quante le storie di vita quaggiù

Dove tutto diventa grigio

E finisce blu, non respiro più

Le vite dei neri contano, i morti che si ricordano

E tutti che si inginocchiano perché non succeda mai più, poi

Le vite dei neri si scontano le pene che non si contano

Ginocchia che si rialzano e ricomincia lo show

Scrivo nero

Nero su bianco, nero

Vedo nero, nero

È tutto nero

Ti scrivo nero

Nero su bianco, nero

È vero, è tutto vero

Nero, nero, nero

Scrivo nero

Nero su bianco, nero

Vedo nero, nero

È tutto nero

Ti scrivo nero

Nero su bianco, nero

È vero, è tutto vero

Nero, nero, nero

«Io non respiro», sai, l’aveva detto pure Cucchi

Aldrovandi, Mastrogiovanni, Uva e Bianzino, tutti

Non respiro, i morti a mare in mezzo ai flutti, stessa fine

Tutto uguale, stesso rituale, tutti

Tu che twitti e ti diverti a fare il bulletto con gli amichetti

Che te ne importa se quelli ammazzano Willy Monteiro Duarte

Tu di sciacalli ne tieni le scorte, non me ne fotte

Sono di parte per dio, non

Respiro neanch’io e non tengo nient’altro da dirti

Non respiro, nemmeno ti vedo, non muovo, non fletto, non piego

Almeno non sento nemmeno l’odore di tutta la merda che leggo

Non respiro perché non c'è tempo, non respiro perché non ti reggo

Non respiro, non voglio parlare mi manca l’ossigeno

Le vite dei neri contano, i morti che si ricordano

E tutti che si inginocchiano perché non succeda mai più, poi

Le vite dei neri si scontano le pene che non si contano

Ginocchia che si rialzano e ricomincia lo show

Scrivo nero

Nero su bianco, nero

Vedo nero, nero

È tutto nero

Ti scrivo nero

Nero su bianco, nero

È vero, è tutto vero

Nero, nero, nero

Scrivo nero

Nero su bianco, nero

Vedo nero, nero

È tutto nero

Ti scrivo nero

Nero su bianco, nero

È vero, è tutto vero

Nero, nero, nero

And we are not responsible for the mental illness that has been afflicted upon

our people by the American government, institutions, and those people who are

in positions of power

I don’t give a damn if they burn down Target, because Target should be on the

streets with us, calling for the justice that our people deserve

The reason why buildings are burning are not just for our brother George Floyd

We’re they’re burning down because people here in Minnesota are saying to

people in New York, to people in California, to people in Memphis,

to people all across this nation "enough is enough"

Black lives matter

The dead who remember

And all who kneel

Why it never happens again, then

The lives of blacks are discounted

The punishments that cannot be counted

Knees rising

And maybe the next is you

That you thought you were white

Until you saw a real one

Until you applied for a job

And it was clear to you that you are black

Many shades of white

How many life stories down here

Where white becomes gray

Or at most blue, I can't breathe anymore

And maybe the next is you

That you thought you were white

Until you saw them in a pack

And then you noticed the nuances

Many shades of black

How many life stories down here

Where everything turns gray

And it ends blue, I can't breathe anymore

The lives of blacks matter, the dead they remember

And all who get down on their knees so that it never happens again, then

The lives of blacks are serving the punishment that cannot be counted

Knees that get up and the show starts again

I write black

Black on white, black

I see black, black

It's all black

I am writing to you black

Black on white, black

It's true, it's all true

Black, black, black

I write black

Black on white, black

I see black, black

It's all black

I am writing to you black

Black on white, black

It's true, it's all true

Black, black, black

"I don't breathe," you know, Cucchi had said so too

Aldrovandi, Mastrogiovanni, Uva and Bianzino, all of them

I do not breathe, the dead at sea in the midst of the waves, same end

All the same, same ritual, all

You who tweet and enjoy bullying with friends

What do you care if they kill Willy Monteiro Duarte

You keep the supply of jackals, I don't give a damn

I'm biased to god, not

I don't breathe either and I have nothing else to say to you

I don't breathe, I don't even see you, I don't move, I don't flex, I don't bend

At least I don't even smell all the shit I read

I don't breathe because there is no time, I don't breathe because I can't stand you

I can't breathe, I don't want to talk, I lack oxygen

The lives of blacks matter, the dead they remember

And all who get down on their knees so that it never happens again, then

The lives of blacks are serving the punishment that cannot be counted

Knees that get up and the show starts again

I write black

Black on white, black

I see black, black

It's all black

I am writing to you black

Black on white, black

It's true, it's all true

Black, black, black

I write black

Black on white, black

I see black, black

It's all black

I am writing to you black

Black on white, black

It's true, it's all true

Black, black, black

And we are not responsible for the mental illness that has been afflicted upon

our people by the American government, institutions, and those people who are

in positions of power

I don't give a damn if they burn down Target, because Target should be on the

streets with us, calling for the justice that our people deserve