Marcus Garvey star line when I recite my mind Human rights salute four knuckles to the sky f** comply, Trayvon mother still cries You made your history once the chains was applied They can't hang me but I still can feel the shade They hate what I am but sorry I was American made You made a fortune off slave so crime pays Parenthood on every corner, help abortion lays Revolution Huey Newton when I'm shooting I close my eyes I can still see the L. A. looting More d**, less school the goal is to keep us stupid Another murder gets swept then they blame our music Planking images slave stack on the ship Race had nothing to do with Adam shooting up them kids No one cares until it happens right where you spit We are all somebody let's start to live Hook I am, I am somebody! (Repeat 4x's) Look into my eyes as you tell me that I'm worthless
Your hate for me is the reason for the soul searching You say my people free but I'm screaming bogus Your tell lie vision won't keep me unfocused What's the point of Malcolm taking all that heat? What's the point of Martin giving up a chance to breath? What you feel you free because you get to tweet? Another World Star video, another n***a beat Keep recording as you watch a n***a bleed n***a n***a n***a die let the black man be Stop questioning Jesus and start to use your feet Sometimes a lil self-help is all you really need Nah I ain't perfect of course I made my sins But thing called life always give you a second wind So I ain't never been too tired to try to win Never worried about the color of my skin cause Hook I am, I am somebody! (Repeat 4x's)