[Intro]
Welcome to America, land of the free
Home of the brave like Atlanta, the peach
Where we, the people, can get k**ed by people for free
But Monica Lewinksky can get you impeached, don't sleep
[Hook](x2)
Even the sun goes down, and heroes eventually die
But look at me alive (x3)
Looking up like "God, will you keep me alive?"
They can k** me but my soul never dies
So look at me alive
[Verse 1: Nubee Mac]
Look at me, alive and well
Took a while but I'm here, I survived the hell
How long will it last? Only time will tell
So I ain't buying nun of the dreams you tryna sell
And I ain't buying nun of the lies they tryna tell
Saying Sandra Bland committed suicide in jail
They tryna mask the truth, and disguise themselves
But we don't believe you, we know y'all evil
Sending prayers to the sky, I'm yelling "God"
Take my sins to the gym, let me exorcise
Every demon of mine, I'm here to testify
And make sure the revolution's gone be televised
We got nothing but time, and I'm ahead of my
Time, especially when it's time to pen a rhyme
Still they label me a thug while I'm a in tie.?
That's why I'm finna keep my hood up like it's wintertime
[Bridge:]
(Soul-One)
Lord, Lord, Lord, shine your light on me
(Nubee Mac)
On me, thoughts stream like Spotify
We'll never compromise our bottom lines
Pour one like "Lord, why they gotta die?"
Now make noise just in case they think you not alive
[Hook](x2)
[Verse 2: Nubee Mac]
Good God, I'ma need me a light
They shoot on sight, they don't even read me my rights
They k**ing us and we k**ing us
So the white man like "oh y'all don't even need me.? Alright.!"
We alive but we ain't doing too well
Cause no matter where you stationed, everyday is fruitvale
But they expect us to act like it's good still
Even though, everywhere it's blood spilled
Blood in the streets, Blood on the leaves
Ain't tryna garner attention, they ain't wanna let him breathe
So we finna start a riot if the judge let him free
And I swear we coming for blood, when it's done, let him bleed
Said suicide then they manipulated the scene
Shoot us in our sleep, they really k**ing our dreams
It's time for us to wake up and put an end to the schemes
They throwing smoke screens, can't you hear our choke, screams..
[Bridge]
[Hook](x2)
('Bout time we do a little role call)
[Outro]
(Where you at? Trayvon Martin, Mike Brown, Freddie Gray, Eric Garner
Tamir Rice, Tony Robinson, Sandra Bland, and so many more...)
Lord, Lord, Lord, shine your light on me (x4)