Marcus Garvey star line when I recite my mind
Human rights salute four knuckles to the sky
f** comply, Trayvon mother still cries
You made your history once the chains was applied
They can't hang me but I still can feel the shade
They hate what I am but sorry I was American made
You made a fortune off slave so crime pays
Parenthood on every corner, help abortion lays
Revolution Huey Newton when I'm shooting
I close my eyes I can still see the L. A. looting
More d**, less school the goal is to keep us stupid
Another murder gets swept then they blame our music
Planking images slave stack on the ship
Race had nothing to do with Adam shooting up them kids
No one cares until it happens right where you spit
We are all somebody let's start to live
Hook
I am, I am somebody! (Repeat 4x's)
Look into my eyes as you tell me that I'm worthless
Your hate for me is the reason for the soul searching
You say my people free but I'm screaming bogus
Your tell lie vision won't keep me unfocused
What's the point of Malcolm taking all that heat?
What's the point of Martin giving up a chance to breath?
What you feel you free because you get to tweet?
Another World Star video, another n***a beat
Keep recording as you watch a n***a bleed
n***a n***a n***a die let the black man be
Stop questioning Jesus and start to use your feet
Sometimes a lil self-help is all you really need
Nah I ain't perfect of course I made my sins
But thing called life always give you a second wind
So I ain't never been too tired to try to win
Never worried about the color of my skin cause
Hook
I am, I am somebody! (Repeat 4x's)