Blue Scholars

Blue Scholars - May Day lyrics

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You never heard of this, city getting murderous

occupation dangerous like Philippine journalists.

Crazy and deranged they describe him in the same pages

that would call him terrorist, if not for the melanin deficiency.

Gang problem bigger than just juvenile delinquency.

Gangs is survival if environments is grimy.

To begin with — speaking of which, let's be consistent

Today was called a tragedy, yesterday a statistic.

I'm listening, before I ever speak upon insisting.

My name is young Prometheus and this is my opinion:

Watch "The Interrupters," see ordinary civilians

can police themselves before they have to call police for help.

At least a little space to breathe, if you believe all violence

is abhorrent to your being, then why you oversee it?

If the killer wears a uniform but if the killer's me,

it's normal if the victim also looks like me.

2 x Hook:

Shots fired in the south end, nobody cares.

Shots fired in the north end, everybody scared.

Nothing they can do for us that we can't do ourselves.

Point the finger at the mirror instead of somebody else.

Can't lie, I know the music can be influential,

but not as influential as desperation. They saying

that you gotta act right if you wanna have rights,

but what if you were born into a wrong situation?

Moral relativity — that passive aggressive city stuff

becoming history quicker than you can blink at me.

Rule number 1: Protect yourself at all times.

Rule 2: Always end but never start a fight.

Came up in the era of the hand-to-hand scrapping

until the drugs happened, now it's bloodshed at transactions.

I'm calling time out like Samuel L. Jackson

playing DJ Love Daddy with the African medallion.

Tryin'a do the right thing. I don't have the answers,

but neither does a person who practices double standards.

If every death's a tragedy then join us when we're chanting,

and not just when we're singing and dancing.

Too many

2x Hook:

Shots fired in the parking lot, nobody cares.

Shots fired in the coffee shop, everybody scared.

Nothing they can do for us that we can't do ourselves.

Point the finger at the mirror instead of somebody else.

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