THE WORD

I don't wanna have to think about it too much

Lately I've been feeling like we all lost touch

Federales pull up to our people, no love

What's a man to do when they come, ayy

Lately been feeling like it's kill or be killed, man

They killing our children, we feeling the chills man

We got in the field

I struggle to feel love and nothing is real, damn

Emancipation they took you from nations and killed men

Spirit can never die, I feel like it will be alright

See the hate in their eyes

I look myself in thе mirror and wonder what is the price

Thе bounty put on my head, they wanting my people dead, damn

What's the plan or the move

I've been blessed with the word

I'll be damned when I use it against what they do

But I can never be afraid of the pain that I felt

Saved by the bell, the light, the water, the hells

And so hard they fell

Positive is how we prevail

I saw the hate and started loving myself

I saw my people in and out of the cells

Same time I see us rise at the greats

Came from the heavens, I know you relate

We found us a way, lifted a weight, wait, lemme explain

Before the whips and the chains

Before the change in the names

Know the history great

Fastforward and our people remain

Nations rising well you thought we were done

Why the hell would we run

When the sun still shines

And my skin still glow, and my hair my still grow

Never let that go, nah nah

Politics still politicking

The greenest grass got picket fences

Gentrify our old addresses

Hug my kin and count my blessings

Pray I live to learn a lesson

Pray I live to see my son discover that

His pigmentation where his strength is

And I don't contribute to his demise by being pensive

Wonder why I go to sleep at night still feeling restless

Knowing that this skin I call a gift could be a deathwish

Hoping that my pen could be a sword to cut the pension

Judging plagiary like you don't know the past is in the present

Plagiary, I can't tell the past from the present

And if history repeats we ain't passed what is present

It's a fact though, love the entertainer

But still won't let the black show

Scared of all the black growth, unless we help your bank grow

Fetishize the men but might not tell your dad though

Silence the black woman now that Becky made her back row

Four hundred plus years of generational anger

Of course I'm tired of running, ain't nobody got that stamina

Nobody got the answers but think that they understand us

I'm tired of being tired and Cal's still raising the cannon

Hope that they get the picture

Hope that they feel the passion

Pray that these pricks don't push me let's keep the kosher and crusty

The way you moving around, claiming mean me no harm

The streets my animal farm, this ain't the time to be calm

What's the plan or the move

I've been blessed with the word

I'll be damned when I use it against what they do

I've been blessed with the word

I've been blessed with the word

I said, oh I said, oh I said

I've been blessed with the word

I said, oh I said, oh I

I've been blessed with the word

I said, oh I said, oh I said

I've been blessed with the word

I said, oh I said, oh I said