Home In America

Album: released as a single (2021)
  • Hook

    It's getting late man I wanna go home
    Ain't no time for debate man I wanna go home
    My mind's in a state man I wanna go home
    I'm feeling closed in and I wanna go roam

    Verse 1

    Through the cotton fields and tobacco plants
    Got a fire burning in me like a jack-o'-lant-
    Turn … and look over your shoulders honey
    My group is looking at you like you owe them money
    Reparations … Conversations
    Damn 40 Acres takes a lotta patience
    Land of the free, home of the brave
    Blood of the child, soul of the slave
    Strange fruit hanging from the pop-a-lar
    Screams so loud it's like he's sangin' in the opera
    He wasn't guilty of the crime when they locked him up
    Damn shame he coulda been a doctor bruh
    Shoulda coulda woulda but the fact remains
    You'll always be a threat when ya black with brains
    They rather see it on the pavement
    This is mental enslavement (Listen to me)

    Hook

    It's getting late man I wanna go home
    Ain't no time for debate man I wanna go home
    My mind's in a state man I wanna go home
    I'm feeling closed in and I wanna go roam

    Verse 2

    Through the Capitol with a buncha guys
    Long guns on our shoulders and a bunch of knives
    If the Capitol Police come to tame the black beast
    How much you wanna bet we lose a bunch of lives?
    Is this democracy or hypocrisy?
    It ain't justice for all as far as I can see
    Justice for some a proud boy clutching his gun is less threatening than a black man in Touch with his son
    It's sad … cause they look at me and they see a threat
    And it just grows like the mold on a Chia Pet
    And it's all by design do you see it yet?
    I could fight for this land I could be a vet
    It wouldn't matter one bit in the scheme of things
    My equality was drowned in a sea of dreams
    Land of the the free, home of the slave
    Screams of a child, blood on a grave (It's too late)

    Verse 3

    Home is a place to feel safe and sound
    Shouldn't feel like the world's tryna take ya down
    When a kid screams out why I gotta be in the hood
    Like a tree in the woods does it make a sound?
    It's the place where Justice lives
    For every man, every woman what they musta did
    Was take the welcome mat and put a torch to it
    Like a house without a porch to it I can't go home

    I wanna go home
    I wanna go home
    I wanna go home
    I wanna go home
    I wanna go home
    I wanna go roam Lyrics licensed and provided by LyricFind

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