[00:00.00] 作词 : Michael Gersten/David Newell/Clyde Graham/Akin Yai
[00:00.94] 作曲 : Michael Gersten/David Newell/Clyde Graham/Akin Yai
[00:01.89]Verse 1: Akin
[00:09.00]I'm passing God's conception
[00:10.37]Approaching near the land deception
[00:11.79]Adjust the mirror, in my rearview I see reflection
[00:14.36]At times my highzways lead to bleak direction
[00:16.71]So I seek confession speaking to beats
[00:18.88]I call it resurrection cause I got my soul back
[00:21.42]Some call me pro black
[00:22.65]Really I'm just playing my part I could've sold crack
[00:25.07]It's not for me
[00:26.11]My old man thought of prophecy
[00:27.92]Kwame Nkrumah's vision live in my odyssey for real
[00:31.13]But not your Homer in Greek mythology
[00:32.68]Akin devise schemes to conquer this trickology
[00:35.49]The time is now to forsake the faking
[00:38.16]I'm freedom in the making
[00:39.14]God's kitchen chef rock a frigid apron
[00:40.87]Ayo, For 400 years we shed tears
[00:42.87]And when it's death among peers we pour beers
[00:45.22]But now what?
[00:46.40]Look what the world made me, enslaved me
[00:48.70]But at the end what the **** is gonna save me?
[00:51.35]Ayo, For 400 years we shed tears
[00:54.07]And when it's death among peers we pour beers
[00:55.94]But now what?
[00:57.04]Look what the world made me, enslaved me
[00:59.22]But at the end what the **** is gonna save me?
[01:01.44]Verse 2: Cise Starr
[01:02.19]My pulse quickening as my heart became a simile
[01:04.60]I drift into the reaches of self, I felt panicky
[01:07.38]Hoping for anarchy, liberation from this insanity
[01:10.04]Tears running down my cheek hit the canopy
[01:12.71]Wall of self doubt, shout scream and wail
[01:15.24]At the pain coursing through my being I'm in a hell of thought
[01:18.08]Caught between a rock and hard place
[01:20.51]My personal space violated catching a case
[01:23.12]I can even taste the bittersweet smell of defeat
[01:25.53]I’m feeling the heat of blood running down in the street
[01:28.20]Then look where I stand
[01:30.11]My shadow is the trace of a man
[01:30.92]That endured the hardships, formulating a plan
[01:34.11]Ayo, For 400 years we shed tears
[01:36.17]And when it's death among peers we pour beers
[01:38.52]But now what?
[01:39.63]Look what the world made me, enslaved me
[01:41.74]But at the end what the **** is gonna save me?
[01:44.53]Ayo, For 400 years we shed tears
[01:46.63]And when it's death among peers we pour beers
[01:49.04]But now what?
[01:49.97]Look what the world made me, enslaved me
[01:52.26]But at the end what the **** is gonna save me?
[01:54.61]Verse 3: Akin
[01:55.30]System ridiculous they fabricate lies now I'm sick of this
[01:57.96]Like people with syphilis still trying to cripple this will
[02:00.93]Revolution rap attack Pope Nicholas, chill, don't ever tell me that
[02:04.66]Lies, they try to sell me that
[02:06.02]I can't afford it
[02:07.06]Your evolution get aborted
[02:08.49]Let it be known I don't condone thrones in Rome
[02:10.97]Call it prejudice, I sever this mic with a poem
[02:13.50]Folks will hate to see this and mercenaries out for Jesus
[02:16.53]Live from the pearly white gates about to squeeze
[02:19.13]Is godly bad? Confederate flags I'm held hostage
[02:21.91]No forty acres and mule abused profits
[02:24.52]No forty acres and mule abused profits
[02:26.91]Verse 4: Cise Starr
[02:27.35]I’m breaking these shackles they got me chained away from my liberty
[02:29.95]Look at the history how they treated us through the centuries
[02:32.55]Like inanimate animals only given annual holidays
[02:35.22]Representin' hardships we endure today
[02:38.20]That’s not enough
[02:39.21]What the **** we getting comfortable now
[02:40.89]Looking like clowns while industry is taking our crowns
[02:43.68]And tarnishing our soul
[02:44.79]Trading our worth for platinum and gold
[02:47.03]Our souls are undersold, for what?
[02:48.94]Semiprecious pieces of metal value changing with time
[02:51.97]Open your eyes we need to rise
[02:54.45]Open your eyes we need to rise
[02:57.05]Open your eyes we need to rise
[03:03.62]"The mere possession of knowledge is not enough;
[03:06.60]It is the ability to use knowledge that matters."

作词 : Michael Gersten/David Newell/Clyde Graham/Akin Yai
作曲 : Michael Gersten/David Newell/Clyde Graham/Akin Yai
Verse 1: Akin
I'm passing God's conception
Approaching near the land deception
Adjust the mirror, in my rearview I see reflection
At times my highzways lead to bleak direction
So I seek confession speaking to beats
I call it resurrection cause I got my soul back
Some call me pro black
Really I'm just playing my part I could've sold crack
It's not for me
My old man thought of prophecy
Kwame Nkrumah's vision live in my odyssey for real
But not your Homer in Greek mythology
Akin devise schemes to conquer this trickology
The time is now to forsake the faking
I'm freedom in the making
God's kitchen chef rock a frigid apron
Ayo, For 400 years we shed tears
And when it's death among peers we pour beers
But now what?
Look what the world made me, enslaved me
But at the end what the **** is gonna save me?
Ayo, For 400 years we shed tears
And when it's death among peers we pour beers
But now what?
Look what the world made me, enslaved me
But at the end what the **** is gonna save me?
Verse 2: Cise Starr
My pulse quickening as my heart became a simile
I drift into the reaches of self, I felt panicky
Hoping for anarchy, liberation from this insanity
Tears running down my cheek hit the canopy
Wall of self doubt, shout scream and wail
At the pain coursing through my being I'm in a hell of thought
Caught between a rock and hard place
My personal space violated catching a case
I can even taste the bittersweet smell of defeat
I’m feeling the heat of blood running down in the street
Then look where I stand
My shadow is the trace of a man
That endured the hardships, formulating a plan
Ayo, For 400 years we shed tears
And when it's death among peers we pour beers
But now what?
Look what the world made me, enslaved me
But at the end what the **** is gonna save me?
Ayo, For 400 years we shed tears
And when it's death among peers we pour beers
But now what?
Look what the world made me, enslaved me
But at the end what the **** is gonna save me?
Verse 3: Akin
System ridiculous they fabricate lies now I'm sick of this
Like people with syphilis still trying to cripple this will
Revolution rap attack Pope Nicholas, chill, don't ever tell me that
Lies, they try to sell me that
I can't afford it
Your evolution get aborted
Let it be known I don't condone thrones in Rome
Call it prejudice, I sever this mic with a poem
Folks will hate to see this and mercenaries out for Jesus
Live from the pearly white gates about to squeeze
Is godly bad? Confederate flags I'm held hostage
No forty acres and mule abused profits
No forty acres and mule abused profits
Verse 4: Cise Starr
I’m breaking these shackles they got me chained away from my liberty
Look at the history how they treated us through the centuries
Like inanimate animals only given annual holidays
Representin' hardships we endure today
That’s not enough
What the **** we getting comfortable now
Looking like clowns while industry is taking our crowns
And tarnishing our soul
Trading our worth for platinum and gold
Our souls are undersold, for what?
Semiprecious pieces of metal value changing with time
Open your eyes we need to rise
Open your eyes we need to rise
Open your eyes we need to rise
"The mere possession of knowledge is not enough;
It is the ability to use knowledge that matters."