Take It Back

Album: Everybody (2017)
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  • Take it back, take it way back
    Take it way way back to the first black man
    Long ago before the white man could paint
    The black man with a gun in his hand
    Take it back, take it way back
    Take it way way back to the first white man
    At the very moment when they looked around
    And said fuck it I'mma steal this land
    Take it back, take it way back
    Take it way way back to the first black man
    Long ago before the white man could paint
    The black man with a gun in his hand
    Take it back, take it way back
    Take it way way back to the first white man
    At the very moment when they looked around
    And said fuck it I'mma steal this land

    Everybody wanna tell me what I am, what I am not
    You ain't black, you a mothafuckin' white boy
    Shut ya mouth, do it right boy, aight boy?
    Man why you such a hype boy?
    Why you always talk about being black?
    Skin too white, nigga fuck that
    Everything you talk about, cut that
    That door you trying to open you could shut that
    Grip the gat yeah that's how I'mma buck back
    Tell me what I am and what I know now
    All this prejudice has got to go
    Life is moving fast it need to slow down
    Come and see me when I am in yo town
    Practice what we preach before it go down
    Practice what we preach before it go
    Yes I got the gift to gab fo sho
    Will I have to get the gat? No no
    Yes I got to get the gat fo sho
    But will have to get the gat, get the gat, get the gat?
    Masta deep down inside of me
    The plantation deep down inside of me
    Everybody fuck like sodomy
    'Cause one or the other what it gotta be
    Tell me why my momma gotta lie to me
    Unity for everyone that lied to me
    Peace on earth what I try to be
    I just wanna spread the message of equality
    Yes I got to get the gat fo sho
    Will I have to get the gat? No no
    Yes I got to get the gat fo sho
    But will have to get the gat, get the gat, get the gat?

    Take it back, take it way back
    Take it way way back to the first black man
    Long ago before the white man could paint
    The black man with a gun in his hand
    Take it back, take it way back
    Take it way way back to the first white man
    At the very moment when they looked around
    And said fuck it I'mma steal this land
    Take it back, take it way back
    Take it way way back to the first black man
    Long ago before the white man could paint
    The black man with a gun in his hand
    Take it back, take it way back
    Take it way way back to the first white man
    At the very moment when they looked around
    And said fuck it I'mma steal this land

    Take it back, take it way back
    Take it way way back to about 1990
    Shady Grove Hospital in Rockville, Maryland
    7:36 am. Where a biracial baby was born
    To a black father and a white mother
    Father that wasn't there, addicted to
    Crack cocaine, alcohol, and various other drugs
    Same as his mom
    (Way, way back)
    So I'm gonna tell you about that, I'm gonna tell you about how
    All this young boy ever wanted was happiness
    All he ever wanted was positivity
    All he ever wanted to do was entertain
    And this boy went through hell
    You gotta understand, his mother was racist
    Which is crazy
    'Cause how in the fuck is you gonna have
    All these black babies with black men but you racist
    Like bitch, that don't make sense
    But it is what it is
    You know, he grew up, her callin' him a nigger
    The kids at school callin' him a cracker
    Identifying as black, looking as white
    Being told what you can or can't be
    This kid went through everything
    He went through
    He saw narcotics in the household
    Violence, murderers, drug dealers
    He was kidnapped, there was crazy shit that happened to this kid
    And he persevered while the whole world said
    What they said?
    Said, said, said "you wouldn't be shit!"
    You ain't gon' be nothin', nothin', nothin', nothin'
    And I, and he, he said fuck that, I'mma persevere
    And that's why the message is always peace, love and positivity
    See, he always saw things from two sides
    He always saw things from two sides
    He always knew that the message
    Everybody, was born equal
    Regardless of race, religion
    Color, creed, and sexual orientation
    He knew that because he saw that
    Because he was stripped
    And torn down by his black brothers and sisters
    That were uneducated and that did not know
    And he was stripped
    And he was torn down by his white side that did not know
    These people that are ignorant, they cannot see the bigger picture
    That must fight, and kill, and murder each other
    But once again, all he ever wanted to do
    Was spread a message
    Of equality, for every man, woman, and child
    Regardless of race, religion
    Color, creed, and sexual orientation
    Now imagine this child growing up
    And seeing the craziest shit
    Being a part of the craziest shit
    Running around with the wrong people
    Running around with guns and knives and fighting and stealing and
    All this, because he didn't know, he didn't know!
    But he knew deep down in his heart that it wasn't right
    And he knew that he needed to get away from it
    Now I want you to also imagine, that at 17 years old
    This child, okay, leaves home and gets two jobs to support himself
    Two jobs that he works in the morning and the evenings
    And then he would then come home to about 8 or 9 hours of sleep
    But spend 4, 5, 6 hours of that working on music, persevering
    Grabbing the remote control and looking in the mirror
    And pretending to see thousands and thousands and thousands of people
    Just chanting his name
    Hoping that it would happen
    But the, but the, but the world said no!
    Mothafucka, little mothafucka no no, no no, no no, no no
    Ya nigga, ya cracka, ya white boy, ya black mothafucka
    No no!
    And he said fuck that
    He said peace, love, and positivity
    He said equality for all man
    Regardless of race, religion, color, creed, and sexual orientation
    Yeah
    Now I also want you to imagine
    People telling him that he did not live this life
    "You just a white boy." "You ain't never experienced that shit."
    "You from Gaithersburg, Maryland. Nothing happens there."
    "Oh no, no, we no, we weren't there
    We didn't live with you, in your Section 8 household
    We didn't live with the narcotics and violence in your household.
    We just saw it from the outside, outside, outside, outside."
    "And since you white, you gotta have money, right?"
    And this young man persevered, in spite of what people told him he was
    Wasn't, would and would never be
    And that man is here today, proud
    A lover of all human beings
    Regardless of race, religion, color, creed, and sexual orientation
    Yeah, yeah
    And he's here to say
    Even though we're all born and created equal
    We're not treated equally
    There's extremists on every side
    And you should just do your best to live life
    And let other people believe whatever they wanna believe
    As long as they're not hurtin' anybody
    You can believe they're going to hell
    You can believe it's not right
    You can believe you're superior, fine
    Just stop killing each other Writer/s: Arjun Ivatury, Bobby Campbell, Robert Hall III
    Publisher: Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
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