Yo, I ain't emmitt till
I aint taking no vacation with my drive just for dying by the wheel
Dragged thru the roads that was paved for my travel
Before i see my destiny unravel
Listen, I ain't langston hughes
I ain't screaming I, too am america or weary with the blues
My poetry is flowing thru my veins
As my blood is the ink, words leaking is my pain
See, this is where the story gets scary
Ima paint a portrait of a tale for you not so fairy
How they wanna rock and roll emmulating elvis
But still discredit the origins of chuck berry
For every spec of hate there's a mlk
But for every mlk theres a james earl ray
And with that, before they turn me into a martyr for some info
I'm fully automatic malcolm little by the window
And even when they paint us with osama scenes
I can still sleep with obama dreams
Cause my ancestry cant be dusty
My jewelry was gold before the chains got rusty
We been holding down society since day one
Where you think the soul, style and swag shit came from
But life's pretty sick to remind you
How everybody wanna be us until its time to
I ain't tim thomas
My fortune ain't f*ckin wit yo economics
All four of your fathers
Forgot dat my family
Planted the cotton pickin promise
But since we bein honest shiiid
I ain't james baldwin
Nah negus it ain't ever sweet
But I'm in harlem heating up
Like another native sun
You can take the vibes
And f*ck around when I'm done
I'm fine bein the first black man
To say f*ck his forty acres
Fly his family back to africa
And let em fake it til they make it
We don't wanna go marcus garvey
My people went to harvey
And we still starvin
Hell naw I ain't marvin
I know exactly what's goin on
Freedom is far more terrifying than slavery
We slaves to everything we love
Slaves to our own technology
Slaves to money and popularity
We slaves at no cost
Only way to get free is to blow the whole thing up
A shift in perspective
Courage to truly live according to your own ideals and nobody else
I came here to tell da truth
Yes jimmy crow is new
He knew you was a fool
F*cked around and got full off you
Then he blamed it on you
Caught you red handed
Then he offed you
Let you spark just to spit you out
And spin it off you
You bought everything he sold
But what it cost you what it cost you
Da Kingdom and Da Culture...
Thank god for grace
Im free but not free enough
I'm free but not free enough
I'm free but not free enough
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Yo, I ain't emmitt till
I aint taking no vacation with my drive just for dying by the wheel
Dragged thru the roads that was paved for my travel
Before i see my destiny unravel
Listen, I ain't langston hughes
I ain't screaming I, too am america or weary with the blues
My poetry is flowing thru my veins
As my blood is the ink, words leaking is my pain
See, this is where the story gets scary
Ima paint a portrait of a tale for you not so fairy
How they wanna rock and roll emmulating elvis
But still discredit the origins of chuck berry
For every spec of hate there's a mlk
But for every mlk theres a james earl ray
And with that, before they turn me into a martyr for some info
I'm fully automatic malcolm little by the window
And even when they paint us with osama scenes
I can still sleep with obama dreams
Cause my ancestry cant be dusty
My jewelry was gold before the chains got rusty
We been holding down society since day one
Where you think the soul, style and swag shit came from
But life's pretty sick to remind you
How everybody wanna be us until its time to
I ain't tim thomas
My fortune ain't f*ckin wit yo economics
All four of your fathers
Forgot dat my family
Planted the cotton pickin promise
But since we bein honest shiiid
I ain't james baldwin
Nah negus it ain't ever sweet
But I'm in harlem heating up
Like another native sun
You can take the vibes
And f*ck around when I'm done
I'm fine bein the first black man
To say f*ck his forty acres
Fly his family back to africa
And let em fake it til they make it
We don't wanna go marcus garvey
My people went to harvey
And we still starvin
Hell naw I ain't marvin
I know exactly what's goin on
Freedom is far more terrifying than slavery
We slaves to everything we love
Slaves to our own technology
Slaves to money and popularity
We slaves at no cost
Only way to get free is to blow the whole thing up
A shift in perspective
Courage to truly live according to your own ideals and nobody else
I came here to tell da truth
Yes jimmy crow is new
He knew you was a fool
F*cked around and got full off you
Then he blamed it on you
Caught you red handed
Then he offed you
Let you spark just to spit you out
And spin it off you
You bought everything he sold
But what it cost you what it cost you
Da Kingdom and Da Culture...
Thank god for grace
Im free but not free enough
I'm free but not free enough
I'm free but not free enough
I aint taking no vacation with my drive just for dying by the wheel
Dragged thru the roads that was paved for my travel
Before i see my destiny unravel
Listen, I ain't langston hughes
I ain't screaming I, too am america or weary with the blues
My poetry is flowing thru my veins
As my blood is the ink, words leaking is my pain
See, this is where the story gets scary
Ima paint a portrait of a tale for you not so fairy
How they wanna rock and roll emmulating elvis
But still discredit the origins of chuck berry
For every spec of hate there's a mlk
But for every mlk theres a james earl ray
And with that, before they turn me into a martyr for some info
I'm fully automatic malcolm little by the window
And even when they paint us with osama scenes
I can still sleep with obama dreams
Cause my ancestry cant be dusty
My jewelry was gold before the chains got rusty
We been holding down society since day one
Where you think the soul, style and swag shit came from
But life's pretty sick to remind you
How everybody wanna be us until its time to
I ain't tim thomas
My fortune ain't f*ckin wit yo economics
All four of your fathers
Forgot dat my family
Planted the cotton pickin promise
But since we bein honest shiiid
I ain't james baldwin
Nah negus it ain't ever sweet
But I'm in harlem heating up
Like another native sun
You can take the vibes
And f*ck around when I'm done
I'm fine bein the first black man
To say f*ck his forty acres
Fly his family back to africa
And let em fake it til they make it
We don't wanna go marcus garvey
My people went to harvey
And we still starvin
Hell naw I ain't marvin
I know exactly what's goin on
Freedom is far more terrifying than slavery
We slaves to everything we love
Slaves to our own technology
Slaves to money and popularity
We slaves at no cost
Only way to get free is to blow the whole thing up
A shift in perspective
Courage to truly live according to your own ideals and nobody else
I came here to tell da truth
Yes jimmy crow is new
He knew you was a fool
F*cked around and got full off you
Then he blamed it on you
Caught you red handed
Then he offed you
Let you spark just to spit you out
And spin it off you
You bought everything he sold
But what it cost you what it cost you
Da Kingdom and Da Culture...
Thank god for grace
Im free but not free enough
I'm free but not free enough
I'm free but not free enough
Writer: Anthony Ingram, LaMar Hawkins, LaRoyce Hawkins
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid