Lyrics
Love is the only way
To hear what your soul would say
In doubt in grief faith lost at sea
But in the world of power
In the darkest hour we run to fight
whats human life
Ohh We never learn from all that came before us
Ain't that strange
Oh we never learn from all that came before us
Ain't that strange
Mummy told me grind if Im gonna make out this place
And say a prayer each day for all the challenges we face
We really started from the bottom with no money to our name
Holding memories of pain stored within our DNA
Greatness delayed our identity replaced
Cultural values erased surnames interchanged
History written by the victor victimising our brains
But still we rise there must be something in our veins
Something in the water watch God restore the former
Even in our low state you can tell theres something about the aura
Melchizedek order showing glimpses through our trauma
Salt of the earth without us theres no flavour
Forget about slavery but the holocaust they remember
They had their agenda before they slit our placenta
I walk in my purpose till my vessel retires
Some days I get tired of being black send me a prayer please
We never learn from all that came before us
Ain't that strange
Oh we never learn from all that came before us
Ain't that strange
Let me talk to them
I got to free your brain
Why they bringing hate when they know its change
Got to break the chains it's a mental cage
Theres a thin line between love and hate its soo plane
they loved Saka when he scored but when he missed they reigned hate at his parade
Monkey emojis on his page
When your black and live Britain you best not make a mistake
Theres a thin line between love and hate Ill explain
Its like their in love with our culture but they hate us in their space
But you brought us over here to help rebuild your estate
Thats the wind rush generation in 1948
EDL members wanna put me in grave for the colour of my skin
Man I find it very strange,
We're only loved when we on top of our game
Conditional love the streets of gold was fake
I say it how it is I wont sugar glaze the cake
Racism a mental health disease your in a cage
Locked in a maze of what the media says
LBC Nigel Farrage spewing hate on a plate
I got to free my brain
I got to break away
I got to free my brain
I got to break away
Out this mental cage
I got to find my way
Out this mental cage
I got to break away
Written by: Ebony Distressed, George Nash
