SHELTER (feat. Wyclef Jean & Chance the Rapper)

There's a war going on outside Yeah, I There's a war going on outside That nobody's safe from But here in my arms I'll keep you from harm There's no guarantee tonight That we will wake up (that we will wake up) When night takes to morning But if no alarm rings, you can count on one thing I'll be your shelter Emergency Please count on me, yeah, I I'll be your superhero When danger arise (ugh) I'll be by your side You're my lucky dime Wyclef told me, "Call 9-1-1" But who do you call when the ambulancеs don't come? Or watch as the ones sworn by law to protеct us Wrongfully convict us, then call the corrections Next, they bail the banks out when we in recession Or hang us in a jail cell so they could swing the elections I walk Chicago streets with potholes that's deep, and Tahoes creep like TLC Hospital workers in scrubs with no PPE But they got money for riot gear, my nigga, we dying here, yeah You tell me not to move with my gun But we got more funeral homes than schools where I'm from And on the news, all you view is homicides Tell me why it ain't no trauma units when everybody traumatized? (Yeah, I) Tryna get on your feet playing the hand they dealt you If your house is not a home, let this song be your shelter Shelter, shelter I'll be your shelter Emergency Please count on me, yeah, I I'll be your superhero When danger arise (when danger arrives) I'll be by your side (I'll be by your side) You're my lucky dime It's a hunnid bags under the underpass Rumbling stomachs, cups jingle when Hummers pass Brisk wind, summer's done, winter is coming fast And then they Zoom teacher wonder why they don't come to class The internet been out, the hot water been out She moved to her aunt's house, then to her friend's couch Her abuser went to jail, but that nigga been out Producer was in-house, they closer than pen pals Homeless in the home of the slaves, I wonder how that would feel? The manifested destiny, a bunch of land they could steal Think about Kenneth Walker and Philando Castile How they only wanted to protect they family While it's niggas out here that make it worse for they folks It's a deeper, hotter hell for the worst of these folks It's a mystery, we never heard the murder she wrote If we finally paid her back, the whole earth'd be broke I'll be your shelter Emergency Please count on me, yeah I'll be your superhero When danger arise (ugh) I'll be by your side I write for my niggas doing life with no possibility of parole You playing Fortnite, that's how long he spent in the hole Live from death row, free my nigga Julius Jones I had a dream that Mumia was home, I speak freedom in song 'Cause all I see is racist faces Where hate lives and they rape kids in cages What kind of nation lynch Elijah McClain And send us to the Middle East to die for the flag? They drive us insane to sell us medication We demand reparations, and they tell us, "Have patience" 'Stead of cash payments, we get minimum wages They give us the Black Plague, then send us a white savior I found faith when I lost hope That's when Julius reminded me of a bar I wrote Behind bars, on the yard, where they dream of the street On death row, singing, "We Could Be Free" We could be free, we could be free I know you'll be my shelter from the storm I know you'll be my shelter from the storm Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, oh Oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, oh