whY_LikeThat? Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2024
Lyrics
Why, why, why, why, why, why, why
The wages stay the same but the rent just rise
Why, why, why, why, why, why, why
The drinking water toxic and the forest on fire
Why, why, why, why, why, why, why
They make it hard to live so the people wanna die
Why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why
The dollar bill is god and the money gets you high
Like that
Why it gotta be like that
Why they keep a ball and chain on our feet like that
Like that
Why it gotta be like that
They'd rather see us locked away than see us eat like that
Like that
Why it gotta be like that
Why they keep a ball and chain on our feet like that
Like that
Why it gotta be like that
They'd rather see us locked away than see us eat like that
Land of the free and the home of the caged
The most incarcerated country, that's the USA
How many non-violent fathers serve perpetual bids
How many Section 8 seeds already know what it is
Where the prisons privatized and their population is labor
For the major corporations, they profit while they enslave us
And the truth is all disguised as means to make the neighborhood safer
When you understand their lies, them Walmart's savings are hard to savor
How many mass shootings line up with gun rights bills
How many documentaries on 9-11've been filmed
Can jet fuel melt steel beams?
I don't really know, but I know it's not what it seems
Call me conspiracy theorist, call me insane, call me crazy, that's okay
If you're not, you're not paying attention lately
Visualize better days when I meditate
Embody the change I wanna see when I'm awake
Like that
Why it gotta be like that
Why they keep a ball and chain on our feet like that
Like that
Why it gotta be like that
They'd rather see us locked away than see us eat like that
"Molly, Perco-cet, whip it, whip it, bitch, murder"
No wonder why the radio makes young guns want a burner
When the owners of the record labels run the private prisons
They pull profit off the pipeline the music they push is building
They don't wanna see you own a business
They don't wanna see you wife'd up
They'd rather see you serving life or lifeless
So we keep our minds tough, immune to the toxicity
When you overstand the poison, it can no longer destroy you
Why are these 8-year-olds at my table singing about all "I know is yayo"
Because the FM waves are raising them
And I'm not even mad at mom when she works three different jobs
How she's supposed to find the time to monitor what infects their minds
That's just another layer to it
Parenthood's a full-time gig, but bills are due
And childcare is too expensive, and the family's out the picture
So while mom is punching clocks, her sons are learning from the music box
Like that
Why it gotta be like that
Why they keep a ball and chain on our feet like that
Like that
Why it gotta be like that
They'd rather see us locked away than see us eat like that
Like that
Why it gotta be like that
Why they keep a ball and chain on our feet like that
Like that
Why it gotta be like that
They'd rather see us locked away than see us eat like that
Why, why, why, why, why, why
The wages stay the same, but the rent just rise
Why, why, why, why, why, why
The drinking water toxic and the forest on fire
Why, why, why, why, why, why
They make it hard to live, so the people wanna die
Why, why, why, why, why, why
The dollar bill is god, and the money gets you high
Why I've been wondering since I was nothing but a soul
Looking for my next home, searching for where I'm best gon'
Assist the mission, level the playing field, help us switch positions
Light will always win, even when it seems like it isn't
And the finish is hard to envision, darkness is destined to brighten
Even when corruption reigns, Kali Yuga do its thing
Only guarantee is change, walk together, find our way
Elevate, elevate, elevate, elevate, elevate, elevate