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

[El-P:]
A right for a right and a wrong for a wrong's jus' clearly not life's design,
You 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 survive.
Death's a release but a much bigger beast is a 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 them but just because you felt too weak to be strong,
And you couldn't bear to see someone, who prided themselves on the strength to feel weak,
The cruelty of randomness holding for ransom their life and their fate and their 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,
And every new word that they speak you are already feeling like it's in the past,
And when they are gone you just try to move on cause the memories hurting too bad,
I've grown up so much and I wonder who you'da 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.

[Hook:]
And I guess I'd say I see you soon
But the truth is that I see you now,
Still talk to you like you're around,
And I guess I'd say you left too soon
But the truth is that you never left,
'Cause I never let myself forget.

[Killer Mike:]
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, the living's to suffer and I have been suffering through mine,
But living's a blessing so I ain't no stressin' cause some of my niggas ain't 'round.
And he got no drama but his baby mama is still on my line and she crying,
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 rides,
The only thing left was his child, and she had his smile and his eyes,
So much that it was so, when the grandmama kept her, she looked 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 learned, I hope that you changed so your momma won't know this pain,
So my homie's name will mean something more than a nigga got killed for a chain.

[Hook:]
And I guess I'd say I see you soon
But the truth is that I see you now,
Still talk to you like you're around,
And I guess I'd say you left too soon
But the truth is that you never left,
'Cause I never let myself forget.