Interlude: How Long - Intellectual

[Intro: Guvna B]

(1,2,3, let's go)

How long?

Yo, how long we gotta suffer?

How long police gonna keep pulling them guns up on my brothers?

How long we seeing blood for?

How long we been in trouble?

How many times they gonna lie and tell us that we’re equal?

How how long they been above us?

When Emett Till was in that coffin

We thought it was over

But it’s 60 years later

And the streets are getting colder

And yeah I’m getting older got some dirt upon my shoulder

Jigga, said get it off

I’m Jada Pinkett Set It Off

My daddy he worked day and night

Never saw 85

Even still before he died

His children yeah he raised em right

Hustled hard every day and never placed the blame

When I have my own kids I pray I do the same

I'm half the man my dad was, I’m nervous I can’t front

Just wanna do right by my daughter or my son

Ain’t feeling optimistic but maybe that day will come

Seen a lot of rainy days I’m waiting for the sun