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letra de the levees broke (katrina) - jay electronica

[intro]
there’s no earthly way of knowing
which direction we are going
there’s no knowing where we’re rowing
or which way the river’s flowing
is it raining?
is it snowing?
is a hurricane a-blowing?
not a speck of light is showing
so the danger must be growing
are the fires of h-ll a-glowing?
is the grisly reaper mowing?
yes, the danger must be growing
cause the rowers keep on rowing
and they’re certainly not showing
any signs that they are slowing!

[verse 1: jay electronica]
i was on the corner with reem by tipitina’s
he said “ri, what up my nig, i ain’t seen ya since katrina
lil’ mikey doin’ time for flashin’ nines in pasadena
i tried to tell ’em chill and wait ’til n-ggas get they cream up
i ain’t gonna lie bra, n-ggas took that petty cash from fema
and copped a couple choppers. why? cause coppers on the clean up
you ain’t know? they hittin’ n-ggas left and right with bids
on the news i seen a family of a grandma and some kids
they tore down where she lived for sixty years and told her here goes
a voucher for some powdered milk and kleenex for your tears
you seen them tents outside of city hall? that’s where they live
a trailer in the park or cardboard box under the bridge
they closed down all the projects
and all these wicked contractors can see us makin’ profit
insurance companies f-cked us up the -ss, n0body stopped it;
that’s why i’m yellin’ f-ck the world every time i let my glock spit
my n-gga, we ain’t got sh-t
i spent the night in jail three times just cause i lost my id
i went to pastor raphael who said ‘son, thou shalt not k!ll’
and i said ‘why me?’
he told me god gonna try me
and when i left the church i heard the flashin’ lights and sirens
they said “let me see some id”
i said ‘yeah, sure, i’ll oblige thee; here, sir, that’s my p-ssport’
they threw me on the gate i said “man why you gonna do that for?”
they said cause you the son of slaves, your daddy was a b-st-rd’
i couldn’t take no more jay, cl!ck clat sprrat blast blast, that’s what they asked for
we laughed he said “yeah bra, you feel what n-ggas come from, it’s good to see your face again
tell me what elijah said ’bout how we came from sp-ce again? “

- jay electronica

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