Lyrics

A long, long way to go
I ain't man holler from the home where the stone gets thrown like Mancala
Speaking to a law subhana wa dalo in the days when I felt washed up like sayidallah
Grasp on my collar, devil trying to choke me, sway me, try and persuade me
And provoke me to go and make my best friend green like God's pokey
But I'm sharp as the weapon of choice for shinobi
Please use the dot before the ROB, my name is my name since the all grey Sony
Fans skated on me, tried to Tony Hawk pro me
But it's cool even when all alone, I'm never lonely
Surrounded by the mission and the sound of the beneficent
Only ever tired when I'm pull up at the Michelin
Them me Falestini, I'm born into imprisonment
So I know there's more than our world, this isn't it
I don't think you hearing me, please make it clear to me
Blood boil over stolen soil like a Cherokee
Waiting for the day I gotta pay you for the air I breathe
Took time to find nobody cares what's fair to me
So I guess I gotta switch up the rules
The pressure ought to make me shine like crystals and jewels
A Muslim man shaking the hand of Christians and Jews
No malice in my heart, I only live for the truth, for real
Speaking up to the sky but it don't reply
Would you come down and save my soul?
I done grown so darn tired but I know that I got a long, long way to go
A long, long way to go
A long, long way to go
Aight man holla, trying to chase a dollar
Never finished college, but I'm still honored
Everybody paying attention like I'm a scholar
Me and A-Rob like Batman and Robin
Devil trying to choke me but I remain solid
I'm the type to never end a problem till I solve it
I just want the W to help the ones starving, I'm the artist
I just paint the picture without arguing
Ever since I started I'm the largest target, making movies markets
I don't market music if it sounds garbage
Always make the art to shed light when it gets darker
And read the Fajr high on the plane before departure
You can't walk in my shoes, you don't got those
I'm from Chicago, I'm used to going through potholes
Time is money and your clock broke
I'm heating up like a hot stove when I keep it on lock mode
I had a talk with the sky, I asked why
Is it easy over here and harder on the other side?
This ain't butterflies during summertime
Otherwise I'd be living in Palestine, instead my cousin died
No revenge, I don't have it in me
Used to own it, now it's stolen so it matters to me
Middle East needs peace, it's as bad as we see
Let's pray for Lebanon, moment of silence to be
Speaking up to the sky but it don't reply
Would you come down and save my soul?
I done grown so darn tired but I know that I got a long, long way to go
A long, long way to go
A long, long way to go