Stori James - Till We Get There lyrics

[M1] Til we get there Til we get there Til we get there [K'naan] Here we go, from the poorest and blackest of people To survive in the streets of Mogadishu The most dangerous armed and lethal yet peaceful We no evil, I come from the slums that's run down Spit native intelligent tongue sound Would rather get gunned down than dumbed down So come down [M1] Much success to you comrade To who I wrong, if it's never been said before, my bad I took a page from the book of Martin Luther And decided that it's better to hug you than to shoot you I'm sorry homie if it's not what you used to But the way that we livin' these Black lives is beautiful All the things we've been through and the tree we done bloomed We probably family but we never knew [Refrain: Stori James] Til we get there, I'm on your side Til we get there, I'm on your side And it can take some time, til we win this fight Til we get there, I'm on your side, yeah [M1] That's what's called solidarity When we struggle it's therapy, after chaos we get clarity My enemy's enemy is my man remember I ain't tryin' to be endin' up in this man's dilemma We only here for a minute, it's what you make it so live it See, I'm a rider and I'm gon' be remembered For those of you not born, to those of you not here I wish you the best and that's real [K'naan] This ain't ya average, when they portray us they say, all savage Cause we have it, blast it, won't stash it Cause we fight to the d**h and manage To makes songs of struggle and to habits And dammit, if I don't get even It's chant down Babylon season Die for New Orleans to Cleveland Til we even, we not believin' [Refrain] [M1] I love when we makin' plays I love all our brilliant ways I love when we get paid and never move away from the hood We keep gettin' while the gettin' is good You right at home in our neck of the woods Cause we people, momma said treat others like you want 'em to treat you We just wanna live and be peaceful Long as it makes sense, I'm a have patience Especially with my brothas I go back in the day with We speak the same language, suffer the same dangers Cause our children are victims of lead paint chips Out in L.A. they put the Black against the Mexicans Old rivalry is throwin' up they sets again They put the short against the tall and the old verses the new Pretty soon it's gon' be me against you All the things we been through and the tree that we bloomed I wish you much success and stay true [Refrain]