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JID - Community (en) Lyrics
by RentAnAdviser.com
The rain couldn't understand it
The pain made them understand, shit
The sun tried to understand,
the gun made me understand
The wind tried whisperin' the warnin'
The land shakin', plus the
rhythm is enormous
All the forces like a
portal to a vortex
Connected to the stars, just
projecting where we part at
Pull up where you park at
Aim a little dart (Lil' bitch)
Where your bark at?
It'd be a shame if you stayed
in them 'partments
12 barely еven came to them 'partmеnts
Catch a play then parlay
in them apartments
I swear it's like a party every
day in them 'partments
You was raised in them
'partments, dang
Jump a shot or join a gang
in them 'partments
My mama say we gotta get away
from them 'partments, it's
graves in them 'partments
And it ain't gotta end this
way 'cause we ain't start
shit (Huh, look, okay)
I don't give a fuck about
no industry beef
Ain't nobody give a fuck when
Tay was dead in the street
I don't do the shit you
see on the screens
I been tapped in with true things
I peep your rap cap and
I unscrew things
I don't give a fuck about
them niggas at the top
The biggest nigga on the block
could still get shot
Pop, you thinkin' Pac,
I'm thinkin' (Brr)
Can't talk about that shit from (You
gotta chill out), you seen Fox?
Lisan al Gaib, I see a
tiny line of silver
A way to make a play, although
they say it's unfamiliar
It's off the kilter, I say the
words without a filter
You gotta have nerve, it'll make
you strong if it don't kill ya
I'll put a bullet in Bob
the fuckin' Builder
'Fore they try and kick us out the building,
what about the children?
When I check a news channel, I get
a similar feelin', but still
We gon' make it to Heaven,
high water or Hell
But don't take the highways
285 behind the damn wheel,
it's like a driveway
Givin' all I could give Christ
and I'd do it twice
Shai Gilchrist, heard thunder
hit with lightning
And still I didn't feel shit,
talk about resilience
Off of Stone Mountain, Lithonia where
I honed into my brilliance
It was after then I took my talents
right up to Virginia
Heard they said the shit for lovers,
shit was gutter, shit was gritty
I could tell you what it was,
but let bruh tell you what
I'm missin', pay attention
What's missin' in my
hood, I identified
Then I brought white to my
hood, shit, I gentrified
We had military arms,
we was semper fi'
Point blank, let me simplify
I been light post corner
boy, green box sitter
Crack nigga, tryna hustle
up an Ac' Vigor
Six-deuce buyer, niggas
really live The Wire
From lookouts, then we
meteor to suppliers
Caged in, one way in, one way out
Robocops on mountain bikes,
ain't pullin' mace out
Just tryna get back home
from gettin' chased out
A week ago, a boy like me
don't got a face now
The 'partments, the projects, the
ghettos, all the same shit
Crazy how we hopscotch and
Double-Dutch danger
'Tween ADHD and all the
pills that you gave us
How we supposed to process this anger?
Aim a little dart
My ghetto's not your culture,
niggas really die here
So hard to say goodbye, it's
the only lullaby here
Kilos turnin' boys to men,
gotta pick a side here
Some were Jesus Shuttlesworth,
some of us were Nasirs
As time goes by, it's an
eye for an eye here
My niggas mob deep, the fittest
gon' survive here
We New Jersey drive here,
chop shop, ride here
This jack-in-the-box shouldn't
come as no surprise here
You niggas rent to own, street
cred gets denied here
Section 8 livin', we treat
it like a timeshare
Mother, auntie, cousin, couldn't
tell you who reside there
But never seen a father that
was government devised here
Conquer and divide here,
crash and collide here
When kings can't raise a young
prince, the doves cry here
Candy lady right there,
zombieland right there
Them 'partments be the perfect
backdrop for any nightmare
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