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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Antoine Hacardis-Dejuan White
Antoine Hacardis-Dejuan White
Songwriter
Gregory Walter-Eugene Tellis
Gregory Walter-Eugene Tellis
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Antoine Hacardis-Dejuan White
Antoine Hacardis-Dejuan White
Producer
Ross Vanderslice
Ross Vanderslice
Mastering Engineer
Shawn Hill
Shawn Hill
Engineer
Desmond Pascal
Desmond Pascal
Producer
Ethan Hayes
Ethan Hayes
Producer

Στίχοι

Dear Ye I got some shit to say First and foremost I been a fan since like 11th grade When I was down and out I played production that you made Hoping Jesus walks but probably wouldn't get far where I was raised You don't know my name I'm off the corner common to the game I dodged niggas testifying through the wire heard em say Flashing lights or the grave was the pain that we was bound to But truth the sweet serenade the good life whispers turn you to a monster Gotta have it til niggas in Paris with the throne conquered You lost your way sometimes we all need GPS Oppressed taught that it's us versus us for VVS Pay tithes to the jeweler from temptation of the flesh I don't think you anti Jewish just explain shit incorrect Yeah it's truth that we still got these chains up on our necks It's a saying for this shit Wanna know who rule identify it Speak the truth see who you are not allowed to criticize Wake up Mr. West Wake up Mr. West Wake up Mr. West Wake up Mr. West Wake up Mr. West See this the game we gotta play when our power held for ransom Listen more and talk less Sway really had the answers And your comments about the movement was foolish Views through a blurred lens simply put it was stupid Candace Owens a house nigga with no real solutions You from Chicago nigga where everyday young niggas shooting What would Donda think about your new position See I too done been in court fighting for my children I understand how this system treat us black fathers Use us as a ATM until we got flat pockets But you too influential to be used as pawn Take a 100 million put it in the hood that you from See it's crime in our community cause it's poverty there Corner store on every corner but no lottery checks We scream black lives matter cause they don't to them See white lives ain't never murdered just because of skin We broken men new rims in prison they won't open gyms I'm dropping jewels I hope you get to hear these spoken gems They brought us here we built the country then they gave us nothing Created walls to stop us ever from becoming something yeah Wake up Mr. West Wake up Mr. West Wake up Mr. West Wake up Mr. West Wake up Mr. West
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