Amar X - Color of My Skin

Open ya eyes open ya ears
It’s time to face your fears
Walking through the valley of death
Drenched in blood sweat n tears
You gotta leave ya comfort zone
Old habits gotta break em
This is greatness in the makin
The demons you gotta shake em
Open ya eyes open ya ears
It’s time to face your fears
Walking through the valley of death
Drenched in blood sweat n tear
You gotta leave ya comfort zone
Old habits gotta break em
This is greatness in the makin
The demons you gotta shake em
Salem walakeum the peace be with you
You can’t have peace with yourself if you got self issues
The oppressor try to steal ya soul and then he take ya freedom
Next he brain wash a nigga to make us think we need em
What you know bout me
Crackers stay tryin to relate
You ain’t never been black
So nigga stay in ya place
Jail ain’t nuffin but a mental captivation
I love everybody but the white man make me hate em
My people lost
It is I who has to save them
Messiah rising too long have I been patient
If you gotta dream boy you better chase it
I den been to hell n back I just thank god that i made it
We need more leaders
Too many young boys in the street lose they life to them heaters
These rapping niggas can’t comprehend so I can’t give em no features
The Marcus Garvey of the game
Every song imma teach em
I pray my message gonna reach em
Open ya eyes open ya ears
It’s time to face your fears
Walking through the valley of death
Drenched in blood sweat n tears
You gotta leave ya comfort zone
Old habits gotta break em
This is greatness in the makin
Bring the hook back in
Open ya eyes open ya ears
It’s time to face your fears
Walking through the valley of death
Drenched in blood sweat n tear
You gotta leave ya comfort zone
Old habits gotta break em
This is greatness in the makin
The demons you gotta shake em
It’s the same old shit old shit
You get locked and when you free it’s back to flipping them bricks
Because I’m black they turn me down
So now I’m hittin them licks
I’m down bad the money fast
Tell me how to resist
When circumstances insist
The feds caught me wit the iron
They tried to press me out
They put me in them cuffs
They feeling good so now they chest be out
Black and educated now I got em upset
The unarmed brother minding his own always the suspect
The truth hurts but that shit will set you free
But we’ll never be free as long as niggas wanna beef
I don't care about ya money or if you make it rain
Could give a damn about ya necklace
On the boat we all had chains
In school they teach us history
His story mean not a thing to me
They try to make it seem like my people had no victories
That’s a lie there’s a gift in every lesson
The color of my skin ain’t a curse it’s a blessing nigga

Written by:
Quaashie Wise

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