[Intro]
Yeah
(Statik Selektah)
Yeah, uh-huh
Word
[Verse 1: Lukah]
It was just a normal Memphis evening, yellow tape, a mother screaming
Suspect seeking, the family is weeping, the child's bleeding
The city is grieving, the city can't grow 'cause it's receding and impeding
It's bad when a child don't have safe keeping
The people are streaking, they want answers, they want adjustments
A mother lost her own flesh and blood, she wants justice
Memphis is known for its reluctance
To death we've grown accustomed
But the fact remains, a parent shouldn't have to bury their reproduction
Reckless gun busting, accident killers with no aim
Missed your target and an innocent child was just slain
So much disdain, how's a community to sustain?
A child catch a stray while up playing video games?
So who's to blame? I blame them fuckers involved with them campaigns
They can't ease the pain until we ease the strain within the brain
Countless mothers suffer, niggas know bullets ain't got names
Senseless killing, shooters walk around town with no shame
[Chorus: Lukah]
Please pray for our streets and pray for our peace
The strong ain't really strong, we must pray for the weak
Pray the world ain't too deep, we know wolves come in sheep
Pray the fall ain't too steep, I pray it's better when we sleep
Please pray for our streets and pray for our peace
The strong ain't really strong, we must pray for the weak
Pray the world ain't too deep, we know wolves come in sheep
Pray the fall ain't too steep, I pray it's better when we sleep
[Verse 2: Lukah]
It's just another Memphis broad day, little girl in her driveway
Biking up and down carefree, just wants to frolic and play
She's only eight, but she's raised in a city that's unsafe
Mother would tell her, "Stay in sight," she would listen and obey
Who knew she'd be strayed? Niggas, they open fire at will
Bullets wasn't meant for her but somehow she gets killed
Blood on the pavement, bikes on the ground, so spinning wheel
Mother runs outside, afraid, hoping the daughter's breathing still
Victim to the steel, might cry, she holds her in her arms
She shouts for help, but can't be heard over the sound of car alarms
The little girl is not moving and now her face is deformed
Can't help but mourn, that precious baby is her first and only born
Shooters move on, in Memphis the guns are always blaring
Niggas come through airing, untrained and uncaring
Anyone can get it, they continue to show they're unsparing
People in Memphis a grown tired, hope Mayor Young has been preparing
[Chorus: Lukah]
Please pray for our streets and pray for our peace
The strong ain't really strong, we must pray for the weak
Pray the world ain't too deep, we know wolves come in sheep
Pray the fall ain't too steep, I pray it's better when we sleep
Please pray for our streets and pray for our peace
The strong ain't really strong, we must pray for the weak
Pray the world ain't too deep, we know wolves come in sheep
Pray the fall ain't too steep, I pray it's better when we sleep
[Outro]
No no no no no no
Baby, baby
Wake up, wake up
Oh my God!
Somebody call the police, please baby
Oh my God, oh my God, oh my God
Who did this baby?
Please wake up my baby
Please wake up
Call the police, goddamnit!
Somebody call an ambulance, please
White attitudes have forced the black into being extremely color conscious
He has countless words for skin color, ranging from bright to smutty black, and uses them freely for self ridicule or to express pride
This same scene, translated into formal standard English, is stilted and uncomfortable
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