Lyrics Rocket - Spectrum the Originator , Chief Minosa , The MSB , Blaine Legendary , Lynnsay , Dvinci

Oh won′t you save me I
Feel like I'm
Going down
I don′t think
This time I
Will try to make it out alive

Most of the time I don't seem to understand what
Is going on in this world that we live but
I can tell that this shit ain't gonna end well
Everything′s moving fast while I stand still
Crooked suits burying lies that they can′t sell
Locking up my people in the jail cells
Forced labor got you thinking that you need bills
Share holders are discussing how to hoard wealth
It might take you a while to see what's really going on
Especially if you come home and turn the TV on
Propaganda spreading faster than a fucking tumor
Feeding us bullshit that we love consuming
We got a clown in the office, there′s no time for humor
Waiting on a miracle singing Hallelujah
While no religion is the new religion
Praying out loud I don't think nobody′s listening

Night vision do my work in the dark
I got Superman moves while still looking like Clark
I got a lot of work to do and I'm like where do I start
You think I′m not gonna make it and I'm like where do I park I'm here
The world been through some things and we gotta find solutions
Yea by any means Martin Luther ain′t the only one
We got many dreams
We got many kings
We got many queens
And it might seem like we got everything in order
But it′s not we ain't moving forward
If it′s a movie than it's horror
Kids in cages at the border
Massacres at every corner
And the list ain′t getting shorter
Damn, I pinch myself to make sure where I really am
If we talking war and peace
A wall don't make me more at ease
Boxed in ain′t where we wanna be
Under attack I'd rather see it
And You might think I'm hiding behind this mic
But in real life I′m the same I′m not a difference type

Oh won't you save me I
Feel like I′m
Going down
I don't think
This time I
Will try to make it out alive

I was having a good day but I swear it all shifted
One of them phone calls that′ll leave your heart frigid
Really started to think why this world so wicked
I can still see his face the picture is so vivid
This race called life is like a crash-course
But I'm on lap four
You never know just how it ends unless you ask for it
Never pictured me to win I′m like the black horse
I know it's dark but I'll be shining when you fast forward
Fuck the system it′s built for keeping the man down
But it′s my mission to make them listen and stand ground
See we gone get it until we meet our demands now
And you're gon witness exactly just what this man′s bout
The clock is just a ticking I got to make a decision
About to put it into overdrive
Don't think that I′ve reached my limit I think that you getting winded
We ain't finna see no overtime

They got us Locked up
Till the clocks up
Melanin′s on sale let's raise the stocks up
I been peeping game since the 60's they got us fucked up
Changing up the vibe in my city I guess my luck′s up
Its like the hardest thing to stay alive
As a brother i feel it′s safer just to stay inside
I never wanna be the one to make my mamma cry
That's why I tend to keep the glizzy tucked right here by my side
See my brothers my enemy, police ain′t a friend of me, shots get fired
And they can be friendly
What a time to be alive where I could try to find the best way
To live and make some money
For the brothers in these streets or police to take it from me
Swear it's enough to make a nigga cry
Seeing all my brothers in the city die
Too much hate is in the air we breathing homicide
Why would you wanna pull me down nigga my nigga let me fly

Oh won′t you save me I
Feel like I'm
Going down
I don′t think
This time I
Will try to make it out alive

Yeah you trying to make it out and yeah I swear to god I feel you
This world is trying to keep you down don't let that shit kill you
If you need a strap get that
And then go cop a 6 pack
So you can feel woozie when the Ozzie blast and kick back
See I'm Malcolm X
We giving yo ass violence if it′s necessary
And fuck it we can beef forever like we Tom and Jerry
Y′all trying to put every nigga in the cemetery
Even that 4 year old kid that ain't even scary
Well this a message to my little black boys
See this world kinda scary try′s suck yo joy
But fuck that nigga
And fuck that cracka
And fuck that judge
Don't trust them bastards
Yous a, young intelligent more relevant then any element in the negligence
Stay elegant and heaven sent
And these words from an indecent man
To bring hope to a hopeless land, America

Everyday we fight for our lives
I′m afraid we're losing the light
All the tension ain′t making things right
Nothing is right in a world we're living out of spite

Oh won't you save me I
Feel like I′m
Going down
I don′t think
This time I
Will try to make it out alive