Jayskee Dareelis - For My People

You ain’t from where I’m from
You ain’t live how I lived
You ain’t hustling from the muscle I was in outta gym
Steady telling niggas fuck em and that’s just how it is 
Love my dawg but I don’t trust em and that’s just how it is
Fuck them cops in this country they don’t want me to live
Fighting battles every day to make it home to my kid
Killing everything In Sight the type of mode that I’m in
Tears ready to come down but I’m holding them in
Where I’m going wit this?
They kill a nigga even if he roll in a Benz
They gon even shoot a nigga if he rolling wit dem
Bullets in my hand dawg and I’m loading them in
I’ma throw em at dem uh yeah
How it is living life in a war zone
See kids lose they life they ain’t going home
Why read me my rights, you ignore them
Why must we all
Why we all fall right to the canvas
Please let me go
But you tryna kill me right where I’m standing
Free my people
Fuck you think I'm ya slave?
This ain’t back in the days
Tell me why you got this hate for me
Tell me why y’all cuff us
Everybody say fuck us
February roll around now everybody love us
See a cop, take cover I’m scared
Blue and red light behind me that mean death in the rear
I look in the mirror
I love what I see
I love who I is
But they ain’t even fucking wit me
Because of my skin
My hands up I’m not gonna reach
I know how this ends
They killing us in cold blood that’s where I draw my line in the sand
They got my people waiting And people dying and people tape it
Look I can’t take it, it’s family’s crying they can’t escape it
Where we come from it’s one shot and you gotta take it
This is real life knowing that everybody won’t make it un
How it is living life in a war zone
See kids lose they life they ain’t going home
Why read me my rights, you ignore them
Why must we all
Why we all fall right to the canvas
Please let me go
But you tryna kill me right where I’m standing
Free my people
Fuck you think I'm ya slave?
This ain’t back in the days
Tell me why you got this hate for me
Everybody fall right to the canvas
Why you tryna kill me right where I'm standing?
Fuck you think I'm ya slave?
This ain’t back in the days
Tell me why you got this hate for me

Written by:
Joseph Davis

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