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Seth Sentry - Denial (Official Audio)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Seth Sentry
Seth Sentry
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Seth Marton
Seth Marton
Composer
Branford Gruar
Branford Gruar
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Branford
Branford
Producer
Nic Martin
Nic Martin
Mixing Engineer
Adam McElnea
Adam McElnea
Mastering Engineer
Branford Gruar
Branford Gruar
Producer

Lyrics

Today my heart is beating out of habit
Today I’m trying not to be so manic
So dramatic, like everybody panic
Take every cannon aim them at the ground and just shoot the planet
 
I saw a cop murder a man while I just watched
Imagine what they’re doing while I'm not
And I am so cut off that I don’t really see the half of it
It makes you feel ashamed to be a part of it
It makes you want to scream and start an argument
It makes you wanna bring it all down and just start again
It makes you wanna take what you got bottled up and stuff a sock in it like they said
But instead you just spark it up
And toss a Molotov for every Nazi cop on your fucking block to watch it all erupt
It makes you wanna flip every squad car in the parking lot
Or it makes you want to play the deer hunter waiting for the buck to stop
Silently it makes you want to cry
It makes me wonder why a man would kneel upon another man’s neck
Not to mention someone that he swore he would protect
For seven minutes straight, while he begged you for his breath
And you don't even flinch while you sentence him to death
No threat, unarmed, face down, cuffed
Gave you everything he had but that was not enough
Oh you judge, jury and executioner?
Oh you judge during the execution huh?
I hardly comment on a lotta stuff
I bottle it up, worried, like, I am not really smart enough
Who gives a fuck what I think? What does it all matter?
I'm the ‘hoverboard rapper’, go ask somebody more, blacker
While neo-Nazis rally like the third Reich
While a child is run down and killed over a dirt bike
It’s like, that ain’t my lane to go and react to it
Can’t I just be funny? Keep making money off black music?
Can’t I just stay comfortable writing a bunch of dick jokes
In my building while they kill black children outside my window?
A cop murders a black man in front of a crowd
Now imagine what happens when nobody is around
    
Yeah someone needs to call it out, but I don’t
I’ll just wait here for the fall out, denial
Written by: Branford Gruar, Seth Marton
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