A Long Way

[Intro: Oluwatoyin Salau]
What we doing is for every black person
Because at the end of the day
I can not take my fucking skin color off
I can not mask this shit ok
Everywhere I fucking go, I'm profiled whether I like it or not

[Chorus: Scolla]
I’m a long way from home
Watch on my soul
I need protection
Cuz shit is getting aggressive
Yeah yeah
They beat me down for no reason
And got me face to face with demons
But I know
I'll be good, I'll be good, I'll be good Yeah Yeah

[Verse 1: Britt Street]
I’m a woman of the people
Not above but equal
All we want is peace
Nothing but blood on leaves
Hate us no matter what we do
Kneel or walk n the streets
They wants us living in fear
I say we fuck up they pockets
Instead of lynching us, yeah
Put all my people through college
I'm a long way from home
Feeling like Christopher Wallace
Watch over my soul lord
The demons know moor
Look how we living
I can’t take this image no more
Head in a book
But my mind on war and dollars
Try to change it I can’t
Constant visuals
Of my people slaughtered
Robbed and mistreated
Still we undefeated
Our culture you love it
Our lives, you need it
How many times
We gotta talk about this shit
How many times
We gotta march up in this bitch
Just wanna roll up and forget
To many names on the list
Just want to ball up both my fist
But Your history’s all a lie
My people all the shit
If you feel me raise your fist

[Chorus]
I’m a long way from home
Watch on my soul
I need protection
Cuz shit is getting aggressive
Yeah yeah
They beat me down for no reason
And got me face to face with demons
But I know
I'll be good, I'll be good, I'll be good Yeah Yeah

[Verse 2: Scolla]
How dare you, look like me and take her life from her
You stole her innocence, you took the light from her
She lit the world, that little girl she was a bright summer
She was the right someone
She lead the fight for us
As do many queens
I don’t know much but I know I won’t be her enemy
While she out defending me
We suppose to be symmetry
Instead we outta line for like the thousandth time
These generational curses have got us traumatized
Them shoes too tight, them hand me downs don’t fit
She wears her heart on her sleeves
Don’t wear her out with yo fists
Don’t break her down with your words
Just lift her up in her spirits
Picture her going thru hell
And still see God in her image
We’re all a long way from home
And we gon’ lose if the family feuds so we gotta stay strong
And know that you’ve got a spot for the weight you’ve gotta take on
This world gets heavy as hell but Atlas you ain’t alone
Let make our way down this road

[Chorus]
I’m a long way from home
Watch on my soul
I need protection
Cuz shit is getting aggressive
Yeah yeah
They beat me down for no reason
And got me face to face with demons
But I know
I'll be good, I'll be good
I'll be good Yeah Yeah