Survival

First thing in the morning, like way too early

They wanna take over

They don’t wanna see us here no more

They say make we pack all of our things in 24 hours or I’m bleeding you and your family

1004 people or more,

This is a true tale from back when I was young

See, you can really love where you’re from

But at the same time, fit to hate on what it’s done

It’s true we all love to show love,

and yeah, we love to call ourselves one,

But even when I was young,

I knew never to rely on the G,

The goddamned gatekeepers that use God

To feed on the weakest people who are strong

In what they believe in

So they just judge,

Judge people aimlessly with no love

2004 was the year I grew up

Them go slap you silly on God

The force pulled up,

So it’s easy to see another brother man

get knocked down

African AK-47, shakabula way, yeah

But nobody wanna run away

Omo, they slapped somebody on the face

It was looking dark outside

Mama scared for our lives

But I can never, ever run away

No, I could never, ever run away

Lord, automatic self-reflection

When I call on you, oh my Lord

Mmm

Survival

Whoa, whoa

Survival

Whoa, whoa

Survival