Jerel - Going Under

I've been talking to myself like prove it
Please don't loose it
Eating Ramen noodles while listening to the Fugees
Even when they don't hear you coming just keep stepping
No prerequisites it's predestined
Rapping over beats how I feed these children
Forget about a lease I want the keys to the building
Get off your your you know what and go get it
P Miller told me boy it's no limit
You just want a deal with the majors I want more than a seat at the table
I go Lue Kane for the Savior
Mortal Kombat better ask Kano
Addressed to myself when I write these letters
I never aim low that's why I'm highly invested
I'm trying to give me kids everything I never had
My father was great but I'm trying to be a better dad
Lord help me not to fall under
Doing my best to survive
In this concrete jungle
In this concrete jungle
Lord help me not to fall under
Lord help me not to fall under
This ones for the mothers who've ben stressing at night
Bills piled high plus they're cutting off the lights
Working two jobs plus she's playing two roles
A student by day but at night it's the pole
That college tuition ain't cheap that's why they're throwing money on the floor at your feet
Ummmm girl if your mama only knew the world doesn't see what a mother goes through
Popping it for the pimp if the price right
Work call tell the kids by night night
Tears falling but the money is too
When it's the best of both worlds just choose
If you had another life you would trade it
Do you want the peace or the paper
It's really hard to decide right now
When all that you see is blurred lines
Lord help me not to fall under
Doing my best to survive
In this concrete jungle
In this concrete jungle
Lord help me not to fall under
Lord help me not to fall under
It's too much hate in the world in dire need of love
Poverty never was my portion no sir
Use the same energy you're tearing me down with
To build a Wakanda where the kids can live
R.I.P. to the real Black Panther
And all my Black Queens please stand up
And all my other Queens no matter what your shade is
Snow white, Indian, and Asian
Dr. King had a dream
Malcolm X spoke truth
But when you speak up they beat you black and blue
What the world needs now
Is love sweet love
They're caging us in for holding our fist up
When it comes to politics they're showing their true colors
Calling you out your name cause you're colored
I got some to say but I ain't said enough
Welcome to the place we call America
Lord help me not to fall under
Doing my best to survive
In this concrete jungle
In this concrete jungle
Lord help me not to fall under
Lord help me not to fall under

Written by:
Dustin Lathan

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