Florida Songtext
von Jaheim

Now I′ve got a story that I want to share with you
Of a young man name Tray he was on his way
Till that fatal day, well, well, well, well
It was 7:12 p.m.,Trayvon's girl call to speak to him
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
He was standing outside his daddy′s home
He was all alone, on the cellphone

About 7:16 the call goes dead
Trayvon's on the struggle now
He was lyin' on the ground
Fighting to save his life, and as the gun went off
He got hit in the chest
And the neighbor who shot him confessed
And the saddest part about this, he was only 17
He didn′t even live his dream


Oh no, Florida something′s very wrong (aw yeah)
Need to know, what's going on?
(What′s going on?) can we make this house a home?
Oh, Florida can I talk to you? (To you?)
Can we walk and have an interview?
(Every time I turn around)
(Something is always going down) Florida this land is overdue

Did I, did I say that he was unarmed?
How could a baby cause any harm?
With no weapon in sight, you know that ain't right
All he had was his candy in hand (his skittles, candy)
What about the family (his brother)
His father, sister and Manny?
It′s so hard to let go, what you can't control
May his soul rest in peace

But I hope and pray (I hope, I hope and pray)
On judgement day
To have it all your way
And I know, I know, I know it won′t bring back your baby
Sybrina, keep your head up lady
Brother Tracy be strong
For Trayvon
And the worst part about is
He was only 17, didn't live his dream


Oh no, Florida something's very wrong
Need to know, what′s going on?
(Please tell me) can we make this house a home?
Oh, Florida can I talk to you?
Can we walk and have an interview? (Can we walk tall over this thing?)
Florida this land is overdue

So Florida, don′t make me cry
Or I gotta leave your way, bye, bye
White sandy beaches and wind
But the sun don't′ burn my skin
Had a talk with your first cousin Georgia
Heard what happened from the news reporter
You're surrounded by clouds, thunder and lightening sounds
And now the sun is falling down

Tell me why you don′t love your black babies the same?
Why you be calling them out of the name?
Where the son of a judge can hold a grudge
And take a life away
And be free the next day
Feels like a hurricane
The weather so strange

Oh no, Florida something's very wrong
Need to know, what′s going on?
Can we make this house a home? (Yeah, yeah)
Oh, Florida can I talk to you? (Florida)
Can we walk and have an interview?
Florida this land is overdue

Oh my, my, my, my, my...