Letter To The System feat. London Jae,Translee

歌詞

[Intro : T.I.] Whats on the mind......of a Black Man right now? I wonder.... [Verse 1: T.I.] Ain't it hard enough..to raise your sons and your daughters up? Without dealing with the racist stuff Man, I just got out of prison trying hard as fuck And it seem like its a green light on anyone with my skin type Get pulled up before a tail-light and get shot Know what dat feel like? Man, it real life We ain't have to be brought here man, real life But the fact is that we all here If you don't like, you should've left us where we were Bruh, its all your fault, see L.O.L. J.K. J.K. yeah Everybody seem cool bout it yeah Reparation that'll never happen, but we ain't just gon be Abused by it y'all, wait a minute I'm confused, I thought every man was treated equal, read it in the Constitution, yeah only when they feel like sticking to it But U.S.A. the greatest nation in the world, dat my story and I'm sticking to it Keep sticking to it [Hook: London Jae (T.I.){Translee}] Letter to the System, (yeah) For my brothers in them prisons (yeah) And the soldiers there that be feeding to your bullshit (say bitches , us or else) Man, this shit designed to beat us You da ??? Sick of the way you treat us, this some bullshit (say bitches, us or else) {Yeah, you on my shit list, yeah} Letter to the system {You dig?} I hop you bitches listen {You dig?} Stay the fuck out of my business (Bitches, us or else) {Minding Minding my business, yeah} Fucking rebel ?? {You dig?} All of my 40 acres {You Dig?} You leave us (Bitch, us or else) [Verse 2: Translee] Man, these fools vote on Instagram, they don't give a damn Grandma on the phone screaming "Oh Boy Oh Boy" Damn and she ain't never heard of Killa Cam Clocks feeling like a ceiling fan She remember back when Martin Luther, he would march and Marchin' at the Million Man and that shit begin again Man, they got the problem solver for y'all, .38s and revolvers They should've never involved us Probably knew that white women would stalk us Neiman to Marcus, ?? , Narcotic Targets, walkin' and jogging walk out of Target Stop and risk police going in my pocket Drug search over illegal parking? Drug dog, when they me they barking Black skin at the target, black for sale at the black market And its all for free, we don't ask for nothing I got me, I ain't backwards hustling We got us, we ain't taxing us Get yo ass back back back back back back to the back of the bus [Hook: London Jae (T.I.){Translee}] Letter to the System, (yeah) For my brothers in them prisons (yeah) All them soldiers that fell victim to that bullshit (say bitches , us or else) Man, this shit designed to beat us You da ??? Sick of the way you treat us, this some bullshit (say bitches, us or else) {Yeah, you on my shit list, yeah} Letter to the system {You dig?} I hop you bitches listen {You dig?} Stay the fuck out of my business (Bitches, us or else) {Minding Minding my business, yeah} Fucking rebel ?? {You dig?} All of my 40 acres {You Dig?} You leave us (Bitch, us or else)