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Tried to make it in the States, didn't go so well Everybody so heated made it hot like hell Still can't nobody talk about race Even tho the shit cold cocked straight in the face America the genocide, turned into a company How the richest nation got so many Hungary? Pullin up the bootstraps only lead to loot traps Rat race rhythm only workin for the fat cats Snap! Go the rat trap, specially when skin Black Feelin like we take another step and then we backtrack Never fit in. I'm a mulatto Weird and I'm here bitch, that's the new motto Come to the queer sphere no fear grotto Where we learn to love ourselves, opposite of what they taught us You are smart, talented, amazing Don't stick around when a place drives you crazy When you're losin yo mind When you runnin outta time When you're feelin kinda blue When you don't know what to do When they don't understand When you don't know where to land When you treated unfairly When the death rate scary If you feelin really low If you don't know where to go If you workin really hard And you still don't have a yard If you can't choose a side If there's nowhere to hide If you're unappreciated Increasingly jaded Millions of people in this world migrate Where's a better life? It's not my job to placate Take a risk, take a chance, elevate perspective No mandatory classes, life is elective Nina, James, Angela, Audre Even Dave Chappelle saw the states as tawdry Everybody left, too insane in the brain When ya mother, father, sista, brotha, cousin, gettin slain Young ones, so anxious, taking their lives Any damn difference and bullies despise Liberal arts means debt and drinking Loss of brain cells outweighs the thinking Messy ass system of public education It ain't the 60s and still segregation Don't get me wrong I still miss California So damn expensive, who can afford it? If things are never gonna change If the hood stay the same If their eyes all blinded If they stubborn-minded When ya doin all ya can When books are gettin banned When ya paycheck to paycheck When ya pressured to stay fresh When you wanna be alone And everybody home If you need yo space (Better run like a race) All I'm sayin is that stayin maybe out of obligation Ain't a healthy choice and may lead to complication All the ancestors sayin come home Nobody can tell you different you grown It's a lot of work but you can get out on your own Certain situations nothin you can do to mollify Bars in your mind are fear of the unknown If we seek asylum Al Jazeera say we qualify You know you don't have to stay Don't have to be this way It's a big big world And you not a little girl If it's bringing you down And you don't wanna stick around Let yourself be free
Writer(s): Hanna Bratton Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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