Letter L by Jameel3DN Lyrics
Woke up from a daze last night
Thinking I was stuck in a maze real life
Rat race
See the chase ain't nice
For the cheese man we acting like mice
Neck stuck in the trap
For the cheese pay the price
Chancing for the pie
End up with less than a slice
Nothing black and white
But some dice
And this ink on the pad when I write
Paradise but living among parasites
My pair of eyes
Seen more den I can recognize
Moving fast
So my mind couldn't simplify
Why my negroes
Always being vilified
At twenty-five
See I ain't tryna live this lie
Dragon breath
Cause I be spitting fire
Why they sipping on demise
I'll be sitting in the sky
Like how many more
Gotta die
Un
Like how many more gotta die
Like how many more gotta die
Asleep in a dream in the day
It was deep I was free I was saved
Like a peach on a tree in the shade
Catching breeze
I could breath so amazed
Getting z's i was pleased I was safe
I could leave and not see yellow tape
There was peace bullets ceased no pain
No deceased
Crime decreased in every way
Paradise
So the fear it was paralyzed
My pair of eyes
Sorta felt like it was purified
Living in destruction
Left me terrorized
Till the ghetto
In my mind was normalized
Damn
What a sad black truth
Throwing up the deuce like a troop
Wave white flags don't shoot
But the youth don't see no Truce
Live or die why we gotta choose
Rip
Oscar Grant
Eric Garner
Wyndell Allen
Kimani Grey
Kendrick McDade
Ervin Jefferson
Timothy Stansbury Junior
Shawn Bell
Steve Eugene Washington
Tavaris Mcgill
Orlando Barwell
All the youth
And black men
Killed unjustly
Who never got no justice
See the system
Is not set up for our success
So we gotta come together
And rise
Thinking I was stuck in a maze real life
Rat race
See the chase ain't nice
For the cheese man we acting like mice
Neck stuck in the trap
For the cheese pay the price
Chancing for the pie
End up with less than a slice
Nothing black and white
But some dice
And this ink on the pad when I write
Paradise but living among parasites
My pair of eyes
Seen more den I can recognize
Moving fast
So my mind couldn't simplify
Why my negroes
Always being vilified
At twenty-five
See I ain't tryna live this lie
Dragon breath
Cause I be spitting fire
Why they sipping on demise
I'll be sitting in the sky
Like how many more
Gotta die
Un
Like how many more gotta die
Like how many more gotta die
Asleep in a dream in the day
It was deep I was free I was saved
Like a peach on a tree in the shade
Catching breeze
I could breath so amazed
Getting z's i was pleased I was safe
I could leave and not see yellow tape
There was peace bullets ceased no pain
No deceased
Crime decreased in every way
Paradise
So the fear it was paralyzed
My pair of eyes
Sorta felt like it was purified
Living in destruction
Left me terrorized
Till the ghetto
In my mind was normalized
Damn
What a sad black truth
Throwing up the deuce like a troop
Wave white flags don't shoot
But the youth don't see no Truce
Live or die why we gotta choose
Rip
Oscar Grant
Eric Garner
Wyndell Allen
Kimani Grey
Kendrick McDade
Ervin Jefferson
Timothy Stansbury Junior
Shawn Bell
Steve Eugene Washington
Tavaris Mcgill
Orlando Barwell
All the youth
And black men
Killed unjustly
Who never got no justice
See the system
Is not set up for our success
So we gotta come together
And rise