Trauma歌词

[00:00.000] 作词 : Meek Mill/Les Holroyd/Donald Cannon/Rance Dopson
[00:00.093] 作曲 : Donald Cannon/Les Holroyd/Meek Mill/Rance Dopson
[00:00.186] 制作人 : Don Cannon
[00:00.279] 共同制作人 : Rance Dopson
[00:00.372] 音频工程师 : James "Jayme Be" Belt/William "Bilz" Dougan
[00:00.465] 混音师 : Gimel "Young Guru" Keaton
[00:00.558] 管风琴 : Quintin Gulledge/Rance Dopson
[00:00.651] 吉他 : Chris Payton
[00:00.744] 录音工程师 : Anthony Cruz/Dylan Del Olmo
[00:00.837] 母带工程师 : Colin Leonard
[00:00.930] 人声 : Meek Mill
[00:01.30]Used to be a dreamer
[00:05.92]Dreamin' of a fire
[00:09.45]Uh, my mama used to pray that she'd see me in Yale
[00:13.27]It's ****** up she gotta see me in jail
[00:15.29]On the visit with Lil Papi,
[00:16.64]It hurt even though I seemed to be well
[00:18.38]They got a smoker with a key to my cell, damn
[00:21.05]And even worst, my judge black don't wanna see me do well
[00:23.72]It's either that or black people for sale
[00:25.90]Gave me two to four years like,
[00:27.36]"**** your life, meet me in hell"
[00:29.19]And let it burn like Lucifer, you look even stupider
[00:32.22]Tryna impress them people in power when power abusin' us
[00:34.86]For 44 dollars a hour, you coward they using ya
[00:37.56]Is it self-hate that made you send me upstate?
[00:39.72]This where the so-called "real ******"
[00:41.08]Sweeping up for cupcakes
[00:42.31]And that's your phone time,
[00:43.54]If you ain't got no money, you ain't online
[00:45.30]Hey call your son, call your daughter
[00:47.03]Just to wish them more prime
[00:48.15]Oh God, don't let them streets get a hold of 'em
[00:50.50]Your daughter ******' now, it's gon be a cold summer
[00:53.23]Your son trapping now
[00:54.59]And your homie giving nose to him
[00:56.01]And if he **** that paper up,
[00:57.49]He puttin' holes through him
[00:58.83]And you just wanna make it home,
[01:00.03]So you can show it to him
[01:01.48]And them people ain't finna give no parole to ya
[01:04.07]They want blood,
[01:04.81]We all hangin' with a noose on our neck
[01:07.00]Marcelli mom just died, he wanna use my collect
[01:09.51]And he won't make it to the wake
[01:10.88]Unless he give 'em a check
[01:12.27]We still ****** though, what you expect?
[01:14.35]I just won
[01:15.62]I was on the corner with the reefa
[01:18.37]And they got us warring for our freedom
[01:21.22]See my brother blood on the pavement
[01:23.82]How you wake up in the mornin' feelin' evil?
[01:26.33]Uhh, trauma
[01:28.99]When them drugs got a hold of your mama
[01:31.61]And the judge got a hold on your father
[01:34.43]Go to school, bullet holes in the locker
[01:37.00]Ain't no PTSDs, them drugs keep it at ease
[01:39.37]They shot that boy 20 times
[01:40.67]When they could've told him just freeze
[01:42.01]Could've put him in a cop car,
[01:43.15]But they let him just bleed
[01:44.75]The ambulance, they coming baby, just breathe
[01:46.93]That's what the old lady said when she screamed
[01:50.06]This nightmare on Elm Street, Friday the 13th
[01:52.76]And in the 13th amendment, it don't say that we kings
[01:55.49]They say that we legally slaves if we go to the bing
[01:58.21]They told Kaep' stand up if you wanna play for a team
[02:00.88]And all his teammates ain't saying a thing (Stay woke)
[02:03.63]If you don't stand for nothing,
[02:05.11]You gon' fall for something
[02:06.46]And in the 60's, if you kneeled,
[02:07.78]You'd prolly be killed
[02:09.03]But they don't kill you now,
[02:10.15]They just take you out of your deal
[02:11.63]Kill your account, look where money get spilled
[02:13.75]Check it, and they don't kill you now,
[02:15.57]They just take you out of your deal
[02:17.10]Kill your account, look where money get spilled
[02:19.10]I just won
[02:20.48]I was on the corner with the reefa
[02:23.13]And they got us warring for our freedom
[02:25.89]See my brother blood on the pavement
[02:28.43]How you wake up in the mornin' feelin' evil?
[02:30.87]Uhh, trauma
[02:33.70]When them drugs got a hold of your mama
[02:36.45]And the judge got a hold on your father
[02:39.28]Go to school, bullet holes in the locker
[02:41.57]How many times you send me to jail
[02:42.87]To know that I won't fail
[02:44.04]Invisible shackles on the king, 'cause s**t, I'm on bail
[02:46.77]I went from selling out arenas, now s**t, I'm on sale
[02:49.43]Them cold nights starting to feel like hell, uhh
[02:52.05]Watching a black woman take my freedom
[02:54.95]Almost made me hate my people
[02:56.73]When they label you felon,
[02:58.34]It's like they telling you they not equal
[03:00.32]11 years going to court knowing
[03:01.70]They might keep you or drive you crazy
[03:03.87]23 hours in a cell, somebody save me
[03:06.73]I'm on a jail card, trying to explain it to my baby
[03:09.58]I gotta do the calendar twice, and that's a maybe
[03:12.21]Trauma
[03:13.37]I just won
[03:14.43]I was on the corner with the reefa
[03:17.08]And they got us warring for our freedom
[03:19.95]See my brother blood on the pavement
[03:22.49]How you wake up in the mornin' feelin' evil?
[03:25.06]Uhh, trauma
[03:27.75]When them drugs got a hold of your mama
[03:30.54]And the judge got a hold on your father
[03:33.27]Go to school, bullet holes in the locker
[03:35.85]Uhh, trauma