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J-S.A.N.D
I'm just really sitting here like..
Thinking about my life
Nothing better tio do
(So whatchu doing?)
[Chorus]
Just reflecting on life
What have I done wrong?
What can I do right?
What's wrong with a wrong when if it's gone in the night?
Why do I not have rights?
'cuz my skin ain't bright
And If a cop come at me stupid
Why can't I put up a fight? [2x]
[Verse]
Lemme tell you a lil story bout a guy I knew
The guy had as little courage as the sky was blue
He couldn't even do half the things I could do
He'd prolly seem like an outcast in the eyes of you
Nobody would even listen to him at home
Everybody was busy, he was just wishing alone
Everybody had their hustle, his was rooted in school
He was intelligent, evident he wasn't the white man's fool
He was book smart, but he never quite put his theories up
He never told anybody, they'd say he was delirious
So much pain, he was starting to lose it before it started to ooze, he'd put it in his music
He wasn't making a break, the damage was minimal
You can only get so far with indirect subliminals
But the kid had dreams, had wishes on fleek
Other rappers were mad weak, had disses on sneak
Fast foward a couple months, he was still tryna build
He was looking for a squad, an army, even a guild
Just a team he could vibe/ people he could grow with
People to have his back because He'd thought he would blow quick
But he didn't, nothing in life is promised success ain't all clean, it's hard to do it honest
He wasn't boutta conform, youngin' wasn't a sell out
So he put his soul on a raft and let it sail out
J-S.A.N.D
I'm just really sitting here like..
Thinking about my life
Nothing better tio do
(So whatchu doing?)
[Chorus]
Just reflecting on life
What have I done wrong?
What can I do right?
What's wrong with a wrong when if it's gone in the night?
Why do I not have rights?
'cuz my skin ain't bright
And If a cop come at me stupid
Why can't I put up a fight? [2x]
[Verse]
Lemme tell you a lil story bout a guy I knew
The guy had as little courage as the sky was blue
He couldn't even do half the things I could do
He'd prolly seem like an outcast in the eyes of you
Nobody would even listen to him at home
Everybody was busy, he was just wishing alone
Everybody had their hustle, his was rooted in school
He was intelligent, evident he wasn't the white man's fool
He was book smart, but he never quite put his theories up
He never told anybody, they'd say he was delirious
So much pain, he was starting to lose it before it started to ooze, he'd put it in his music
He wasn't making a break, the damage was minimal
You can only get so far with indirect subliminals
But the kid had dreams, had wishes on fleek
Other rappers were mad weak, had disses on sneak
Fast foward a couple months, he was still tryna build
He was looking for a squad, an army, even a guild
Just a team he could vibe/ people he could grow with
People to have his back because He'd thought he would blow quick
But he didn't, nothing in life is promised success ain't all clean, it's hard to do it honest
He wasn't boutta conform, youngin' wasn't a sell out
So he put his soul on a raft and let it sail out
( J-S.A.N.D. )
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