Tell Me Why? (feat. Rikki Blu & Tatiana Ladymay Mayfield)

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Tell me why? Do we hate this color skin, that we in. Mines is bright like the light, my brother dark, light the night.

Tell me why? That we want to see a mother screamin’, cryin’? Tell me why I’m on this corner, my teacher swore I was her brightest.

Tell me why? All the finer things in life we were denied, tell me why we work these nine-to-fives I’m tryna ball like Mike.

Tell me why? (And fuck you ****, ol pussy ass ****)

Tell me why? (And where the fuck you from **** huh, what set you claim?)

(Tell me why….)

(You…)

(jacobsxladder)

80’s crack babies, but we born in the 90’s all about lean, pills and violence.

My ****, yeah they get excited, reminiscin’ bout licks and when that choppa spits at…

Opps on they block for wearin’ the wrong fit or reppin’ the wrong clique, some shit I’ll never get.

But **** how could I, I fill so blessed. Just drove from the suburbs down to the projects.

Walk to the corner first things that I see, a young **** servin’ lookin just like me.

He say he got percs and he say he got oxies, this pack ten and the other is fifteen.

I say damn dawg how old your ass is?

Shit I’m sixteen and about to have a kid, baby momma trippin’, Jones just kicked me out. Rappin’ or trappin’ this shit my only way out. But ay cut the small talk you tryna make a deal? You tryna get high? My **** what it is?

Survivors guilt I don’t know how to feel, survivors guilt I don’t know how…

Tell me why? Do we hate this color skin, that we in. Mines is bright like the light, my brother dark, light the night.

Tell me why? That we want to see a mother screamin’, cryin’? Tell me why I’m on this corner, my teacher swore I was her brightest.

Tell me why? All the finer things in life we were denied, tell me why we work these nine-to-fives I’m tryna ball like Mike.

Tell me why? (**** you ain’t shit just like yo daddy)

Tell me why? (I swear all you **** is the same, just ain’t shit!)

(Rikki Blu)

The streets hot the devil like where yo God at?

Between these hoes and police mane you been side tracked.

Bout to murder in cold blood, what you call that?

The shooter gets consoled and the judge like where my hug at? (Yes Lawd!)

Now tell me something, why you see my melanin like arrogance I’m getting older.

More aware that they was scared of this like it was free.

Like it’s Amistad we been obliged, you praisin’ pagan gods, look what we idolize.

You fell out of grace without a hard-hat, my halo on a chain, and twelve want my name uh.

Hidin’ our divinity like we must be ashamed, mama said that I ain’t less than. (Nah uh)

My bro ain’t getting married but I’m the best man, carry the weight of the world I’m on a handstand.

Aye learnin more bout balance, not relying on my talents but I swear my **** had it, I was ballin’ like a maverick, still pray I don’t catch the magic that’s the tandem of it.

(Aye, uh) Man damn don’t know what’s upwards. (Uh) Everything’s peaked and if we don’t speak then don’t nobody eat, cuz freedom is not free.

(Why?)

See them taxes and fees, came to far to see defeat. I’m on fire but the heat just burn a way that I don’t need.

I’m from the Grove we were born to grieve.

Spent my whole life escaping it…

My history they erasin’ it…

This heritage ain’t changin’ it…

My bloodline on some wavy shit…

(Tatiana LadyMay Mayfield)

Why….

Tell me why? Why? Why?

Tell me why?

Tell me why?