Jovan Lemar - Tragedy

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Trying not to be another casualty
I'm minding my business but they after me
I Feel like they hating but they don't haft to be
Actually they shooting niggas who don't act light skin
But the lighter skin shooting schools bcus they wasn't cool enough
Or whatever reason they fooling us
Just like what they be feeding us
If yu pay attention to the media
The system and everything involved
Over 500 killings so far
Most of em get away because they know they can
then they back them up when they break the law
In there uniform, they feeling superior when the badge is on
Where the fuck were you when billy came thru
With an automatic tool and litty the school
All that huffing and puffing and woooh
You ain't making no noise , you ain't cool
You using and abusing, it's true
You all on your own and it don't cost you
You just want to feel like your normal
Have you ever felt like you lost you
You need to get on the grind
Get off the lines with venomous eyes
Learn how to trick your mind
Not to trip up your mind
Just open your mind
Open ya blinds
Realize that toys doing the same
Doing the xan, thinking that everything is part of the game
It's a crisis, depart from the game, they high off life

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We lifeless

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Rest In Peace mama without you this baby boy wouldn't exists
It's crazy 'cus I've lost a baby boy
Now am I pissed with the pots where I live
Ima ghetto boy with no poetic justice
I'm on a road of higher learning
Pick up and go with no returning
Been around the world and back
Humbly trying to watch my paper stack
Then watch it all go away towards a bill
But this is life like
When you got artists charging broke artists this isn't right
Ya shit isn't musically put down the mic
We all inflated numbers just to see if it works
20 bucks just to make me feel better, Could've been worst
That's why I work how I hustle, I hustle how I work
Can't marvel over bitches 'cus the allure
I'm not selling my spirit, no disrespect to Allah
Get on ya knees, you won't be pleased
Tragedy ya honor, is all I've seen

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Written by:
Jovan Dozier

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