Break Them Shackles

The earth shakes
The sound of mankind on decline as they voice quake
Beneath an open pit
Lazarus made in one take
Shot by a rebel on a rebel watch the level and the mistake
Of cutting one’s nose for the goal to spite the whole face
We one race
But see me as a nigga with a court case
This black face
Is Freddy to you steadies with the white shade
This tight space
We stuck up in the muck but got the nice fade
Say we gotta look good when we break the shackles one day
We finna look good when we break the shackles one day
We bouts ta look good when we break the shackles one day
We finna look good when we break the shackles one day
I spokes to the wind and I’ll tell you what the sun say
We finna look good when we break the shackles one day
We gots ta look good when we break the shackles one day
We bouts ta look good when we break the shackles one day
We break them down
We break them down
We break them down
We break them down
We break them down
We break them down
Say we boutsa look good when we break them shackles one day
We finna look good when we break them shackles one day
I spoke to the wind and I tell you what the sun say
We finna look good when we break them shackles one day
Say we finna look good when we break them shackles one day
We bouts ta look good like the hood that you gentrify
Its do or die
For those who look like you and I
A loosened tie can still strangle though
So peep the queues and you tangle with the money more funny than an ocean view
The notion grew just as greed began to speak to you
Its nothing new
Humans in the race to see the deepest blue
Or the blackness of space
Or the breath that it takes
Or the lives that we fake
While the earth steady shakes
From the pain that we make
So take heed of the wind
Take head of the wind
While them phony mens win like
Or the lives that we fake (lives that we fake)
So take heed of the wind, take heed of the wind, while the phoney mans win like
So we finna look good
So we finna look good
So we finna look good
So we finna look good
So we finna look good
So we finna look good
So we finna look good
So we finna look good
We finna look good when we break the shackles one day
We finna look good when we break the shackles one day
We finna look good when we break the shackles one day
We finna look good, finna look good, finna look good
Finna look good
You see that moment the boy realized his purpose
He was atop a cliff upon a rock under a tree, yet
Weirdly fond of seasons
You see, the boy could hear the wind speak upon the breeze
He hadn’t been the first, the boy thought, but the last to do so
But being able to speak the language of the world meant he had to be at the
proverbial precipice of this journey
The wind, feeding his curiosity, spoke to the boy