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MayDay MayDay Video (MV)




Performed By: Jigsaw7
Length: 2:16
Written by: David Merritt




Jigsaw7 - MayDay MayDay Lyrics




Mayday, mayday, i'm tryna see a payday an thinking bout mike brown
Him and trayvon yelling treway
The youth ain't hafta sell yae'
But that ain't what you taught dave
You thought it was a sport until they threw you In them cuffs aye
Now yo nephew off the porch yeah, and he running with them boys man
I don't have to finish up, when it's tubman in our blood
But we function if the norm, really norm like it's porn
Desensitizing minds, then ya' kin wanna scorn
This could'nt be my boy, he was raised to see a throne
I'm thinking he was on every drug you put in front
But if you want i'll turn him over
Just turn him to a soldier
I'll have another and i'll mold 'em
In the vision of a nova
Son solar, when it's polar so he could make it through the soca
Enough sopa plus the chocha, now he thinks he taking over
Meanwhile another quota getting issued never voted
The masses see messiah as the only one with motives
But tonight it's one who's rolling, patrollin, yeah he open
Higher powers and that forty on his hip known for smoking
You dripped, known for sporting fly shit, but the forces
At work on this night, was the shit ya' momma taught you
So when he pull up, right up on ya', and yo' stomach getting nauseous
You make a split decision, but was it the one to run with?
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Mayday, mayday, i'm tryna see a payday an thinking bout mike brown
Him and trayvon yelling treway
The youth ain't hafta sell yae'
But that ain't what you taught dave
You thought it was a sport until they threw you In them cuffs aye
Now yo nephew off the porch yeah, and he running with them boys man
I don't have to finish up, when it's tubman in our blood
But we function if the norm, really norm like it's porn
Desensitizing minds, then ya' kin wanna scorn
This could'nt be my boy, he was raised to see a throne
I'm thinking he was on every drug you put in front
But if you want i'll turn him over
Just turn him to a soldier
I'll have another and i'll mold 'em
In the vision of a nova
Son solar, when it's polar so he could make it through the soca
Enough sopa plus the chocha, now he thinks he taking over
Meanwhile another quota getting issued never voted
The masses see messiah as the only one with motives
But tonight it's one who's rolling, patrollin, yeah he open
Higher powers and that forty on his hip known for smoking
You dripped, known for sporting fly shit, but the forces
At work on this night, was the shit ya' momma taught you
So when he pull up, right up on ya', and yo' stomach getting nauseous
You make a split decision, but was it the one to run with?
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Writer: David Merritt
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