3peat (La la La Pt. 3)
Black King from the tribe of Levi
Forgive me lord what's in my Levi's
Foot on my neck and can't see why
Kap was on deck, scuffing up his knee highs
See that hate you gave done made the people love die
And this is what it sounds like when thugs cry
Looking through the world here with numb eyes
Turn my pain into lullabies
That ain't policing, yo that's targeting
They burned the precinct, nah that was marketing
I pray to never be prey for how I'm talking it
But I say what I say, ain't scared to walk in it
Protests in peace, nigga that's what Martin did
Left him one of Memphis, Tennessee's famous carcasses
And we still wanna get all of the officers
Who killed Breonna Taylor, we can't let em get off of this
It's a war against the spirit from the mind
My body hear my spirit and it tells me all the time
He Is I
Oppression only ends when you decide
Being black in America, I hope you survive
The hate that you gave made the love die
This is what it sounds like when thugs cry
Looking at the world here with numb eyes
Hear the pain in my lullabies
Ooooh la la la la
The hate that you gave made the love die
This is what it sounds like when thugs cry
Looking at the world here with numb eyes
Hear the pain in my lullabies
Ooooh la la la la
The devil planted fear inside the black babies
That chip that you fear is that cell phone maybe
You gonna fail is what they sell on the daily
Dead or in jail is what they tell that they fate be
Was an angel, but it been hell for him lately
Enough to make a nuh go crazy
Do you dirty baby
Give you grays way before the time you 30 baby
And finesse you out your greatness from early baby
Sell it back like you wasn't even worthy baby
You don't deserve the payment
They separate shit, that teach hatred
Like the Dominican and the Haitian hate shit
Yo we all the same and just got to say it
Being black in America I hope that you make it
The hate that you gave made the love die
This is what it sounds like when thugs cry
Looking at the world here with numb eyes
Hear the pain in my lullabies
Ooooh la la la la
The hate that you gave made the love die
This is what it sounds like when thugs cry
Looking at the world here with numb eyes
Hear the pain in my lullabies
Ooooh la la la la
Forgive me lord what's in my Levi's
Foot on my neck and can't see why
Kap was on deck, scuffing up his knee highs
See that hate you gave done made the people love die
And this is what it sounds like when thugs cry
Looking through the world here with numb eyes
Turn my pain into lullabies
That ain't policing, yo that's targeting
They burned the precinct, nah that was marketing
I pray to never be prey for how I'm talking it
But I say what I say, ain't scared to walk in it
Protests in peace, nigga that's what Martin did
Left him one of Memphis, Tennessee's famous carcasses
And we still wanna get all of the officers
Who killed Breonna Taylor, we can't let em get off of this
It's a war against the spirit from the mind
My body hear my spirit and it tells me all the time
He Is I
Oppression only ends when you decide
Being black in America, I hope you survive
The hate that you gave made the love die
This is what it sounds like when thugs cry
Looking at the world here with numb eyes
Hear the pain in my lullabies
Ooooh la la la la
The hate that you gave made the love die
This is what it sounds like when thugs cry
Looking at the world here with numb eyes
Hear the pain in my lullabies
Ooooh la la la la
The devil planted fear inside the black babies
That chip that you fear is that cell phone maybe
You gonna fail is what they sell on the daily
Dead or in jail is what they tell that they fate be
Was an angel, but it been hell for him lately
Enough to make a nuh go crazy
Do you dirty baby
Give you grays way before the time you 30 baby
And finesse you out your greatness from early baby
Sell it back like you wasn't even worthy baby
You don't deserve the payment
They separate shit, that teach hatred
Like the Dominican and the Haitian hate shit
Yo we all the same and just got to say it
Being black in America I hope that you make it
The hate that you gave made the love die
This is what it sounds like when thugs cry
Looking at the world here with numb eyes
Hear the pain in my lullabies
Ooooh la la la la
The hate that you gave made the love die
This is what it sounds like when thugs cry
Looking at the world here with numb eyes
Hear the pain in my lullabies
Ooooh la la la la
Credits
Writer(s): Arthur Joseph Jr.
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