Ashes
I'm a freedom fighter
Where bullets are beautiful things
Which ricochet off black kids and crumbled a king
I'm a giver
Your lady swiveling when I swing
The tongue often
It's natural she like when I sing
I got problems
I'm trying to fling em all
Through a mic
I'm in love with trying harder
I don't care what you like
in the face of race baiters
crushing stereotypes
Smoking that good good whatever I can stuff in the pipe
Trying to change my own bullshit
To better my life
Either you with it or you not
nigga I'm up in the lights
And it burns
Like the cross does disturb
The night
As it glows on a black face who breathes despite
The many years of hatred
she will need to fight
worth every second of my time to bring to light
And then We might find the space to
vibrate
And use my words as a weapon
to shatter your mindstate peace.
At least when we are ashes
I'll be you and you'll be me
There will be no difference
Let it burn, get free
If it's ashes to ashes
or it's dust to dust
you put water on metal and leave it
then it'll rust
I
get it my nigga
we all gotta be tough
That pressure on rusty pipes
is surely to make it bust
You human or you human
What kind of colors do you breathe?
What color is your air?
What kind of water do you need?
You got bills
you got family that you don't always fuck with?
Got any regrets
any trauma you feel stuck with?
Me too, it's human
Let's take it back to like pre-school
No parents
no paychecks
and tell me would we be cool?
It's likely, in fact
to keep the status quo intact
to keep that privilege in your belly
keep them clothes up on your back
You had to learn to hate me
I learned to take all your flack
2018
every punch you throw
I'm coming with two back
When we a pile of burning sacks
and broken bones
and broken spirits
Anybody cleaning the mess
could never tell the difference
Was it worth it?
Immortality
did you earn it?
The roof is on fire
the house is on the line
Well mothafucka burn it
Burn it
At least when we are ashes
I'll be you and you'll be me
There will be no difference
Let it burn, get free
Where bullets are beautiful things
Which ricochet off black kids and crumbled a king
I'm a giver
Your lady swiveling when I swing
The tongue often
It's natural she like when I sing
I got problems
I'm trying to fling em all
Through a mic
I'm in love with trying harder
I don't care what you like
in the face of race baiters
crushing stereotypes
Smoking that good good whatever I can stuff in the pipe
Trying to change my own bullshit
To better my life
Either you with it or you not
nigga I'm up in the lights
And it burns
Like the cross does disturb
The night
As it glows on a black face who breathes despite
The many years of hatred
she will need to fight
worth every second of my time to bring to light
And then We might find the space to
vibrate
And use my words as a weapon
to shatter your mindstate peace.
At least when we are ashes
I'll be you and you'll be me
There will be no difference
Let it burn, get free
If it's ashes to ashes
or it's dust to dust
you put water on metal and leave it
then it'll rust
I
get it my nigga
we all gotta be tough
That pressure on rusty pipes
is surely to make it bust
You human or you human
What kind of colors do you breathe?
What color is your air?
What kind of water do you need?
You got bills
you got family that you don't always fuck with?
Got any regrets
any trauma you feel stuck with?
Me too, it's human
Let's take it back to like pre-school
No parents
no paychecks
and tell me would we be cool?
It's likely, in fact
to keep the status quo intact
to keep that privilege in your belly
keep them clothes up on your back
You had to learn to hate me
I learned to take all your flack
2018
every punch you throw
I'm coming with two back
When we a pile of burning sacks
and broken bones
and broken spirits
Anybody cleaning the mess
could never tell the difference
Was it worth it?
Immortality
did you earn it?
The roof is on fire
the house is on the line
Well mothafucka burn it
Burn it
At least when we are ashes
I'll be you and you'll be me
There will be no difference
Let it burn, get free
Credits
Writer(s): Samuel Buonaugurio, Tyler Ochs
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