[Chorus: Samad Savage]
I'm in this world on my own, Mama
I know you warm me, like this world can be so cold, Mama
'Cause in our homes, it ain't safe to drink our own water
You told me, put my hands up, but I don't wanna, no
I can't help but feel weak, but we got to be stronger
Got to keep moving forward
[Verse 1: Samad Savage]
From red-linin' to lines read by these white kids
I was fed ramen, not rhyming if the noodle's my sphere
[?] got us, provided they stole our ideas
Four hundred dark years ahead of our times, turn that to light-years
Damn, I swear, everything we do is top-tier
Like climbing before thе drop of a rollercoaster, but it's not fear
Dying from thе pop of a loaded toaster when you block bread
Not use my composure when I don't go there with a [?]
sh*t, "time to tell you the truth", what a bunch of lies said
They gon' only sell us the view if motives abiding
No matter the choice of poll in the booth, we still get divided
I had to compromise, can't just cover I like an eyelid
So I did, [?] change is just a bunch of nonsense
To keep it a hundred, I had to do like 5 para-[?]
But when I saw that fork in the road, I went straight
Had to learn from the Jay's, Royce da 5'9"s, and the N9ne's
I got this, now Samad is in a cleaner air from these imposters, it got too toxic
We don't have a care to fear a cop's clip, you like an octave
We above 12 if we combine, then protect our lives
Then we can help 'self, we are not defeated
Black Panther, Sosa, Rolls Royce, so many times that we've been impeded
Now we got technology and [?] can be completed
We gon' plant seeds that'll become trees when we decease, even if we don't see it
So black ladies ain't gotta relate to this hook every time I sing it
[Chorus: Samad Savage]
I'm in this world on my own, Mama
I know you warm me, like this world can be so cold, Mama
'Cause in our homes, it ain't safe to drink our own water
You told me, put my hands up, but I don't wanna, no
I can't help but feel weak (Skoodwidit), but we got to be stronger
Got to keep moving forward
[Bridge: Denaun]
See they got it all, but they ask for more
And we give it all, and they ask for more
They say this opportunity is yours
Then turn around and close the door
It ain't enough that I'm walking a thin line with brick shoes through a minefield
I could tell you a million times, but you ain't [?], cause you ain't really from 'round here
[Verse 2: Denaun]
Now from the baddest of the poor to the court like the co-defendant
Lil' children left to weep, but we sow with no dependence
Offer extending when the mortgages due, and there's no mention
Of help when it's so essential, get this felt in their appendix
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