It's the art of dying young
The art of finding guns
When you can't find enough funds to buy bread
Why is it in my head that it's alright to lie dead
Over nothing more then the sight of a blue or bright red
Yes I said, why my death means so little to me
Cuz my life was a riddle on streets
But why we don't take look into our mothers eyes and think
Oh, this death of mine rips the breath from the chest that I put my head against to rest
Yet I think I'm the most affected
Seen my nigga's momma go insane after his breath left him
It's selfish, thinking of nothing but our hell wish
Not what our families dealt with
To keep us in health, it's hella sick
I said hella and I'll tell you some shit
Your life is worth more then any mill you can get
And still we sing
Please momma please don't you weep for us
You shoulda known there could be no peace for us
Them angels you see, they don't sing for us
But still your crying, no momma, why am I lying
Say
Please momma please don't you weep for us
You shoulda known there could be no peace for us
Them angels you see, they don't sing for us
But still your crying, no momma, why am I lying
Say
Death wish
Momma bless me with ya last kiss
Jah breathe life, and yes him take it away
I know momma
You did the best that you could do with what you had
Working miracles until this day I still don't understand
Upon this land we know as second home
See now how we have grown
With terror in the dome
I can't explain this pain to all of you
Kill demons before they follow you
Crack system swallow all the youth
They say dark is who you should fear
Who control none of the money out here
Feel what I'm saying
My momma's been praying for years
For change and it is the breath of her kids
As long as I live
Sick of tripping seeing my people dying for shit
Chains like cuffs on they wrist and necklace like slave ships
Can't contain this
Everything they say is killing us
And they say I'm a hater because of who I love
This is for the forgotten ones, facing a door shut
To every Black and Brown youth
Say no one can control us
Just hold your dreams close
You are not alone
Abyssinian Creole
Speaking through us all through the songs still we all say
Please momma please don't you weep for us
You shoulda known there could be no peace for us
Them angels you see, they don't sing for us
But still your crying, no momma, why am I lying
Say
Please momma please don't you weep for us
You shoulda known there could be no peace for us
Them angels you see, they don't sing for us
But still your crying, no momma, why am I lying
Say