[Chorus]
Just a young Black boy, tryna make young Black noise
Just a young Black boy, tryna make young Black noise
Just a young Black boy, tryna make young Black noise
Just a young Black boy...
[Verse 1]
Started rapping at 16
Born in 1993
Eyes wasn't set on green, knew it really wasn't what it seemed
Others weren't that clever
Mama said not to chase cheddar
Papa said he knew I'd make it better
For myself if I stopped and measured
My future plans, a revolutionary in demand
My pa**ions lie in [Gil Scott-Heron sample interrupts: "The revolution will not be televised."]
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[Verse 2]
Started off with a dream
Only I believed in me
Until I finally found a small team who knew what we could really all achieve
But we was low-key
Thought no one could really know me
Made the move to NYC, my home, heart of the country
New York made me and gave me the connections and showed me how to go and get it, get credit, while asking important questions
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[Verse 3]
Started off new far east
Tokyo inspired me
Went to the source of the musical magic that ultimately planted new seeds
They embraced me, even though I looked crazy
Under senpai-kohai, and I knew why, but it ain't phase me
'Cause I know the Japanese hold gems we ain't seen yet
Wanna help the ones that inspire me get they dreams met
An underground bridge, tryna end the Japanese rap drought
I left New York for a second, but everyday I stay thinkin' 'bout
The young Black girls and boys making noise but ain't got no one listenin' to them
Being kept at the bottom of a system by immoral capitalism
Chained to bad ideals with no hope through education or a family life
Burning in remnants of American slavery, bringing pain and plight...
Tryna fix that
Yeah, yeah, I'm tryna fix that
A handyman doing all he can while they shootin', dyin' from the kickback
Dyin' from the kickback...
A handyman doing all he can while they shootin', dyin' from the kickback