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letra de what happened ii (feat. jimmy ain't $hit) - j.west

[hook: j.west]

what happened to the world?
what happened to humanity?
some of the things i’m seeing on the tv i can’t stand to see. some of the people that were looking up to you i can’t stand to be
he who brings a change is exactly who i plan to be
got brother’s out there fighting for the right that they hand to me
a brother from another mother happens to be another color wouldn’t want it any other so call them family something that were missing is a little thing called amity

[verse 1: j.west]

so i walking to the open mic i’m sitting in the back, thinking what do i say man how do i react?
i wanna make friends wanna join up in the chatter
but is it my place to chant black lives matter?
is it kind of weird for me to even be a part of this, especially when my people are the ones who went and started this
“james quiet down you shouldn’t be here doing this.”
martin had a dream and i’m just standing here pursuing it. people got the news in their pocket and their viewing it
giving up my comfort cause i’d rather be here doing it
“all lives matter bring peace and no hate!”
realize people saying this are ones who can’t relate
you were born with a privilege don’t have to live cautious saying, “racism’s dead though look who’s in the office.”
walking through our schools though look who’s in the office this world is a sick place making me nauseous

[hook: j.west]

[verse 2: jimmy ain’t $hit]

ooo ahhh stay black and die
it’s a problem if i stay black i die
i ain’t do non get yo gun out my eye
i put my hands up but i swear i won’t cry
n-gg-
i ain’t bowing down for no one
fist up in the air if u want it then we on one
j.west u geechi stand wit me u like bruh bruh
but if u run too they’ll hunt u down like u mocha
i’m just tryna get rich get rich like i’m oprah
they just see the dreads and they think that i’m a dope boy
good god
rocks, blows, weed, park
i got streets and book smarts, n-gg-
flags raised panthers stage, tired of waiting renegade, savage stage, godly made holy body, die with crosses round my neck, -ssignation
blat!

[verse 3: j.west]

why do we celebrate black history month?
when every month another brother is history
2016 and it still remains a mystery
the people have a voice but the government ain’t listening
a lack of concern mind full of negligence
dash cam video getting all the evidence so they chop it up, make it good, and hide it from the media, amplify the alibi controlling what they’re feeding ya
not every cop in the street is living by the princ-p-l, not every person in the jail is there cause they’re a criminal
we live in a world where black is a crime, a criminal with a badge never does time
put them on trial tell the world is it that he’s innocent
give him back his gun and just wait for another incident
this world’s a sick place, comfort zones fattened
it makes me want to sit back and think, what happened?

[hook: j.west]

- j west

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