Amagiri Young - Pay Attention

Pay attention, take a moment to listen
Pay attention, they still lynching
Ya own kind out here causing division
Pay attention, the drugs and the addicted
Pay attention, the pain that’s been afflicted
Pay attention, maintain or get evicted
Pay attention, politicians causing division
Listen to ya daily news, is it black vs blue
Is it black vs white is it black vs Jew
Is it black vs black? Is it me vs you?
Is it lies vs facts
Is it history vs the past

Pay attention, pay attention, pay attention, pay attention
Pay attention, pay attention
Homie Listen, these streets are wicked

Pay attention, pay attention, pay attention, pay attention
Pay attention, pay attention
Homie Listen, these streets are wicked

MLK said we free at last
But is free really free cause I’m low on cash
My cars on E i’m low on gas
Blame covid 19 for the economy crash
I was only 17 up north with my flag
Lifting weights in the yard baby momma did me bad
The truth the youth growing up without a dad
Families broken, heart’s get stabbed
Friendships destroyed, the chase for the bag
Power struggles and hustles, ya name on the tag
When you’re dead there’s no coming back
The streets got no love I put that on my flag
Wether red or blue, the yellow or the black
Gotta watch the boys in blue the narcs and the feds
No justice no peace, semi auto shots to the head



Pay attention, pay attention, pay attention, pay attention
Pay attention, pay attention
Homie Listen, these streets are wicked

Pay attention, pay attention, pay attention, pay attention
Pay attention, pay attention
Homie Listen, these streets are wicked

Black lives matter, that’s so true
My life matters and your life too
Pay attention to the system and laws too
Pay attention, Jim Crow and the corn too
Cotton picking don’t forget to mow the lawn too
Slavery my heart full of bravery
If i’m free tell me why they caging me?
Lock me up tell me why they framing me?
Gave me a number, they took my name from me
Now lost in a world that ain’t made for me
Many females come and go but they change on me
Dear lord why they put this pain on me
Feeling like Kobe how they stole the game from me
MVP number twenty three
MJ I’m talking billy Jean
Fight the power i’m talking any means


Pay attention, pay attention, pay attention, pay attention
Pay attention, pay attention
Homie Listen, these streets are wicked

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