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da grym reefer - jackson, you can't talk to her lyrics

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[verse 1: psy, westside]

see, this city that we living in
it makes me hard to love her
my black brothers drop out of the 10th
grade get a gun and shoot each other

tell me how i make it in a city
where they live to die
since 15 they wasn’t taught
we live in a city that’s bred in violence

adolescent, look up
how can i look up if i don’t know better?
scheming trying to make it in life
needed money started selling that white

oh, my lord, how did i get caught up
in the situation i’m in
i promise, lord, only took one hit
now it seems like i’m sprung on the sh-t

habits turn magic with sound
excuses be holding you down
half of my thoughts i regret it
half of my people indebted

money the root of all evil
backstabbing mashing your people
tell me how angels don’t cry
boulders on shoulders won’t lie

holding you closer my five
exposing my knowledge and time
look at the daughters that cry
they turn into women that fly

leading the blind and misguided
hope that you find it in time
leading the blind and misguided
hope that you find it in time

[verse 2: da grym reefer]

i’m from the belly of the east
where you won’t find a d-mn thing peace
when you’re struggling to pay the lease
you do the most but get the least

cause these streets
they teach that you can’t eat
without no heat
so we preach
you come short on my money
put you six feet deep

and f-ck police
cause it ain’t me
they serve and protect
oh heck! go check!
those negroes so suspect…
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not to mention
we came in chains and whipped
so now we murder one another
over chains and whips

cause when it rains it pours
and when it leaks it drips
and when the storm has p-ssed
you all abandon ship

because the gr-ss looked greener
you thought the water was cleaner
(but no)
the freedom is raining jim crow
and you didn’t even know….

[bridge: psy, westside]

this city was built by trains
this city is full of snakes
this history hard to take
every street was built by slaves
don’t talk to her

in a city full of pain
i know it feels strange
when they up them thangs
nothing remains

[hook: psy, westside]

jackson done changed
jackson done changed
the problems and the issues that you have
and you can’t talk to her

jackson done changed
jackson done changed
the problems and the issues that you have
and you can’t talk to her

[repeated from bridge]

- da grym reefer lyrics

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