Gary Clark Jr. feat. The Roots & Black Thought -
This Land (Remix) [From the Tonight Show Starring Jimmy Fallon] [feat. Black Thought] - Single
This Land (Remix) [From the Tonight Show Starring Jimmy Fallon] [feat. Black Thought]
Ayy-yo, this is my land
I'm right around a 20-mile marker
The sky seems darker where I stand
My only partner is the bullseye on my back
Courtesy of an archer, a reminder that life is a limited time offer
I'm young, black and a legend
And considered a weapon by some
Actually threatened by one
African essence
The real bodies are buried with the secrets in the silo
For people in denial or the links in the bio
The objects in the mirror are closer than they might seem
The shadow of doubt disappears at light speed
Hopes and dreams crisscrossed into a tight weave rope
From trees hanging since 1619
Strange the way the danger could inspire major good
I play a power chord
There goes the neighborhood
They after me as if they wanna capture me
But if they made it back to me, there'd be another casualty
That's why
Paranoid and pissed off
Now that I got the money
50 acres and a model A
Right in the middle of Trump country
I told you, "There goes a neighborhood"
Now Mister Williams ain't so funny
I see you looking out your window
Can't wait to call the police on me
And I know you think I'm up to somethin'
I'm just eating, now we're still hungry
This is mine now, legit
I ain't leaving here, you can't take it from me
I remember when they used to tell me
Run, run
Go back where you come from
Run, run
Go back where you come from
We don't want, we don't want your kind
We think you's a dog born
I'm America's son
This is where I come from
This land is mine
This land is mine
This land is mine
This land is mine
Up 'til the sun comes up
No, I can't stop grindin'
And I can't let 'em break me
No, I can't let 'em find me
You can meet my friend the governor
Only if you wanna try me
Or you can meet my other friend, the judge
In case you think I'm lying
And I know you think I'm up to somethin'
I'm just eating, now we're still hungry
This is mine now, legit
I ain't leaving here, you can't take it from me
I remember when they used to tell me
Run, run
Go back where you come from
Run, run
Go back where you come from
We don't want, we don't want your kind
We think you's a dog born
I'm America's son
This is where I come from
This land is mine (hey)
This land is mine
This land is mine (hey)
This land is mine
(Hey)
This land is mine
This land is mine (hey)
This land is mine (yeah)
This land is mine
This land is mine
This land is mine
This land is mine
This land is mine (hey)
I'm right around a 20-mile marker
The sky seems darker where I stand
My only partner is the bullseye on my back
Courtesy of an archer, a reminder that life is a limited time offer
I'm young, black and a legend
And considered a weapon by some
Actually threatened by one
African essence
The real bodies are buried with the secrets in the silo
For people in denial or the links in the bio
The objects in the mirror are closer than they might seem
The shadow of doubt disappears at light speed
Hopes and dreams crisscrossed into a tight weave rope
From trees hanging since 1619
Strange the way the danger could inspire major good
I play a power chord
There goes the neighborhood
They after me as if they wanna capture me
But if they made it back to me, there'd be another casualty
That's why
Paranoid and pissed off
Now that I got the money
50 acres and a model A
Right in the middle of Trump country
I told you, "There goes a neighborhood"
Now Mister Williams ain't so funny
I see you looking out your window
Can't wait to call the police on me
And I know you think I'm up to somethin'
I'm just eating, now we're still hungry
This is mine now, legit
I ain't leaving here, you can't take it from me
I remember when they used to tell me
Run, run
Go back where you come from
Run, run
Go back where you come from
We don't want, we don't want your kind
We think you's a dog born
I'm America's son
This is where I come from
This land is mine
This land is mine
This land is mine
This land is mine
Up 'til the sun comes up
No, I can't stop grindin'
And I can't let 'em break me
No, I can't let 'em find me
You can meet my friend the governor
Only if you wanna try me
Or you can meet my other friend, the judge
In case you think I'm lying
And I know you think I'm up to somethin'
I'm just eating, now we're still hungry
This is mine now, legit
I ain't leaving here, you can't take it from me
I remember when they used to tell me
Run, run
Go back where you come from
Run, run
Go back where you come from
We don't want, we don't want your kind
We think you's a dog born
I'm America's son
This is where I come from
This land is mine (hey)
This land is mine
This land is mine (hey)
This land is mine
(Hey)
This land is mine
This land is mine (hey)
This land is mine (yeah)
This land is mine
This land is mine
This land is mine
This land is mine
This land is mine (hey)
Credits
Writer(s): Woody Guthrie, Gary Lee Jr. Clark
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