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On The Way (Remix)
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And I never thought I'd see this day, yeah I gotta make it change And I think I've encountered my hardest days I come from being told that Growing old and kind of wealthy With silence between my lips On issues that come with being born where melanin levels peak Was the way to go, cause "politics they only gon get you killed" I’m from where your vote only counts in your spirit And freedom of speech is barely a figure of speech A gimmick A kind of: “say it to whoever gon hear it!” Daydreaming about change I could hand to my children That’s if I evеr have them... I’m a product of Cold War Africa IPhone cobalt, 30% from young hands Youngеr than little bro At 18 years old, I feel like it’s getting close To where you should be able rely on me, for more than supportive words Or half ass wisdom from half ass lessons That I half learned on my journey.. I shed a tear and wipe it Switch the channel to whatever gives me visual bliss, for long enough to numb the hurting Memories of hypocrite, activist of the sonic feel Guilty of only caring with words and delaying action Don’t salute me for the talk, I’m gonna walk the walk I will, I must, I cannot bluff for much longer I gotta jump The gun, the flower, the explosion Rose petals deep in my mental Floating down and calling out The thorns stuck to my inner walls That I refuse to pluck out Out of fear of you seeing through me And realizing it’s barely more to it than half existing And I think I've encountered my hardest days Lord, won't you save me? Oh You know what I've been prayin' for And I never thought I'd see this day, yeah I gotta make it change And I think I've encountered my hardest days
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