Welcome To America (feat. C.S. Armstrong & Angela Hunte)

Welcome to America

Where you can dream, as long as you can breathe

You can be the muthafuckin' President, United States, and get murdered right on these streets

Welcome to America

The sins of the father, my pop gave me to suffer

The friends I would follow, was crack babies and hustlas

It's steel sharp sharpen steel on the block, made me a cutler

My pen is from the future like Octavia Butler

My grandmother sutured a flag from bloody cotton

The fruits of her labor alas, already rotten

My man said yo it's crazy how fast that we've forgotten

That we used to pull boxes and plows like we were oxen and cow

Without an option, and now it's this glorious

Victorious, story only pitched, for me to shut it down

They sold some us down the rivers

It's such a poor level of thought, I get the shivers

It's insidious and it's always been hideous

I had to tread water and run

Be amphibious

They do you so dirty for one, yo what's cleanliness

Make you wanna let off a gun, until the emptiness like

Preach now lover, preach now lover

Got me running, running, running, running

Welcome to America

I'm ill-fated and hated, I'm hella melanated

Blackness is my religion, to that I'm dedicated

I follow the laws of nature, by which I'm regulated

The universe, my university, I'm educated

This one is for my very revolutionaries

After keeping it 100, even though the truth is heavy

Who stand firmly and see that life is a journey

That either God or the gurney

My public defender burned me

So did the district attorney, in a turbulent trial

They told me that time is master, well I'm serving it now

Tell my family I'll be making my return in a while

And every symbol of oppression, I'll be burning it down

Welcome to America, where you can dream, as long as you can breathe

You can be the muthafuckin' President, United States, and get murdered right on these streets

Welcome to America

Land of the brave, and home of the free

You can be a saint or sinner, or billionaire, or just stand on your feet

Welcome to America

(Keep on running, running) America, oh Lord

(Keep on running, running) Welcome to America, America, oh yeah

'Cause when it's over, the world ain't over

What they say, is what we'll do

We have power, still have power

And that's what we cannot lose

Running in the shadows, got my eye on the sparrow

Tomorrow may not come, at least my soul's filled with love

If I let you go, at least my soul felt this love

Hey now, hey now, hey now, hey now

Now, a black soul never passes alone

If its blood spilled on the ancestors' ashes and bones

From a pure heart, the Lord fashioned after his own

We're packed and flown to the essence of the African throne

For every lost body, crossed, tarred, feathered, and tossed

It's no way I could measure the course, or ever exhaust

But whether it's yours or mine, this American clause

Has never been solved, while history was running its course

I ran hard from Jamestown, was dazed, found Jesus

And found demons never be charged with malfeasance

I sat, through they revival

Although I never found credence, I found that we had never know shit about freedom

I been charged with treason, I been scarred and freezing

I been called a ****, and then called a heathen

When hounds found me, they couldn't even tell if I was breathing

In America where on black men

It's open season