Thursday in the Danger Room - Run the Jewels, Kamasi Washington

Right for a right, wrong for a wrong

This is clearly not life’s design

Figure out quickly that nothing gets answered

When you ask the universe why

Life is a journey, to live is to worry

To love is to lose your damn mind

But living’s a blessing so I am not stressing

'Cause some of my friends ain’t survived

That’s the release, but in much bigger pieces, I’m living on limited time

Like how do you look in the eyes of a friend and not cry when you know that

they’re dying?

How do you feel 'bout yourself when you know that sometimes you had wished they

were gone?

Not because you didn’t love 'em but just because you felt too weak to be strong

You couldn’t bear to see someone who prided themselves on the strength to feel

weak

You prove to your randomness, hold it for ransom, that life will not fade in

your dreams

You see that they’re fighting and know that they’re losing but still you make

jokes and you laugh

'Cause you know despite all the sadness that you better get the good times

while they last

Now every new word that they speak you are already feeling like it’s in the past

And when they all gone you just try to move on 'cause the memory’s hurting too

bad

Grown up so much and I wonder who you’d’ve become if you stuck for a while

Just know that I love you, good friend, ain’t forget you, and when I remember I

smile

And I guess I’d say I’ll see you soon

But the truth is that I see you now

Still talk to you like you’re around

And I guess I say you left too soon

But the truth is that you never left

'Cause I never let myself forget

An eye for an eye, and a tooth for the tooth

Will leave us all mumbling and blind

So we stumble blind through depths of the dark

Looking for something divine

Life is a journey, to live is to suffer

And I have been suffering through mine

But living’s a blessing so I ain’t no stressing

'Cause some of my niggas ain’t 'round

He got no drama but his baby mama is still on my line and she cryin'

I searched for the words to give her some comfort for her soul and spirit and

mind

I tell her that it’ll be fine

But deep down I know that I’m lying

The family came took rings and his chains

The bank took the house and the rights

The only thing left was his child, and she had a smile in his eyes

So much to the soul, when the grandmama kept her, she’d look at her sometime

and cry

The very next day she cried

And day after day she cried

Then called baby mama and told her «I'm sorry, can’t keep her no more,

I have tried»

No killer was captured, but I know he listening

So I’d like to tell you in song

The streets was a jungle, I pray that you made it, I hope that you righted your

wrongs

I hope that you learn, I hope that you changed so your mama won’t know this pain

So my homie’s name will mean something more than a nigga got killed for a chain

And I guess I’d say I’ll see you soon

But the truth is that I see you now

Still talk to you like you’re around

And I guess I say you left too soon

But the truth is that you never left

'Cause I never let myself forget