M-O-U-R-N-I-N-G
They say,
Legends aren't legends 'til they pass away
Do you wonder why we have to wait
'Til we bury they caskets or spreading they ashes
To be more than a half awake
Sleep on genius ahead of they time
Style they could never define whether given credit to shine
His competitive rhymes battle shit protagonist role
Movie scripts had the actors flipped
His canvasses splattered with soul
Ephcee legacy hasn't been told
And they called in the morning chasing the scoop
No time to mourn him late no excuse
Brought us together, blessed us with beats
Rhymes live forever, flesh obsolete
A mourner's poem to the cornerstones
Two pillars Proof Dilla
So support ya own
HOOK:
L-O-V-E in the mourning
When a momma gonna get to mourn her son?
The reporters gone and recordings done
In this industry that extorts they young
Ask 'em for a fraction they short on funds
Many obstacles still
With payin' hospital bills
Now who could possibly steal
From an ancestor?
I'm givin' em everyone's favorite hand gesture
Shady dealings made the millions try to buy the catalog
For less than what ya label's willing
Lowest bidder for the path you paved with brilliance
Skills and passion city gonna stay rebuilding
Love your killer too – hating won't bring you back
Stained ya name and covered up his dingy tracks
Lied you had an outburst 'n' shot first
If we don't stop this jealousy, it's 'bout to be a lot worse
HOOK
No more moments of silence
We've been quiet for too long
That's the same as betrayal
More than bare witness
To struggle speak out
Or be complicit
To these fake portrayals
In the D hold you a jazz funeral
March down Woodward in mass numerals
But it's like the levees breaking
They coulda prevented it
Not ya death, but the premature event of it
Instead of prepare for the storm
We stare and ignore 'em
Cry in despair and just mourn
I'd rather repair and transform
Recharge your battery pack
But now it's after the fact
So what we want a pat on the back
For the courage and compassion we lacked?
If it stays the same,
Your whole life was in vain
I love you in the mourning
By inciting a change