THE AFTERMATH (Alt1)

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You have empathy because you can
Because you are strong, because you can stand against the storm
Because others can rely on you
You are empathetic because you have strength to spare

I done thought about the past, future, present
I wonder what is my focus
If I write, then I write
We had no one to behold us
Beauty in the struggle, but our front oversaturated
I seen brothers through the pain, but bullets overcompensating
They put five in my brother and that chrome hit his neck
Life stripped away, so we do what we do best
Spin back for a homie, but we walk a path left unseen
The best revenge is living out all of our dreams

And I'm angry that they took him
Away from this place
I wish I could have seen him one more time
I wish I could be there to greet his grave
I wish I could pay my respects
I wish I could see what was next
But I can't see the future, nor change what happened
I can only do my best, I'll do my best

I done thought about the past, future, present, I know which one is my focus
When I get on a big stage
I know the name that I'm holding,
Hold in my heart, I promise that we gon' be great
Made it out the trenches, magic man is changin' his fate
Work never end, and you know that I'll never stop
Never stop till I make a change
The cause is never lost
Keep those names forever ingrained on my mind, in my soul
The work never ends till I achieve all my goals

And I'm angry that they took him
Away from his home
My mother seen him grow up, we was runnin' and playin' together
I wish I could have seen him achieve all of his goals
I wish I could have seen ten days in the future
I wish I could have avoided this path
I think about the bullets that divide us
Subtract the brothers they took
Now we left with the aftermath
Now what do we do?

Yeah, yeah, look
Yeah, yeah, look
Yeah, yeah, look

Dealing with the aftermath of the bullet that was lent
Devil's temptation touched his pride, so he upped it from his hip
Aimed towards his sibling, we was linked by a common pain
But that was invisible through the blood that already stained our hands
So commonly in these streets, surviving till the next day
We wasn't living nor alive, no, we was just counting the days
Count the ways we could escape, maybe make a friend or two
But don't get too attached, cause that next bullet could always hit you
I got to Texas, made it out, now I'm back on my shit
I learned of safety, learned of smiles, but I could never fit in
I'm made for violence, made for action, product of my surroundings
If I'm surrounded by the ops, the only thing that I'm counting is the casualties
Casually I think of harm I can inflict
Thinking of my brothers that I left
And what it could have been
Mama called me out, she says I'm stuck in the past
I get angry and deny, she just shake her head and laugh

Now I don't understand why I can't escape the hurt and all the fatigue
I don't understand why I can't walk from the hurt and set my siblings free
Let my siblings grow, let my siblings thrive
Why do we live with the aftermath cuz someone had to take a life
What do we do?

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