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Immigrant
Belly, Meek Mill, M.I.A.
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Yeah, yeah
Look
This ain't a tan, my skin the same color as sand
From the motherland, look down and see the world in my hands
Government bans, I'm just here to fuck up their plans
Dance after dance, just like the world is stuck in a trance (Amen)
There's nothin' more priceless than bein' free
Immigrant, that's why they hate me just for bein' me
We ain't wanna leave overseas, we were under siege
Leave us in shallow graves, but still the love is deep
Bloodline, bro, you need the seat back
40's in the foil, had to boil where I sleep at
Tell you that they love you, that they loyal, they can keep that
They don't want the soil, just the oil that's beneath that
Back to feed the people, fuck your pity and your feedback
Racin' with time, it's gettin' hard to even keep track
They sold democracy for a discount
Nothing's addin' up, that's why I gotta make this shit count, uh
When freedom comes, better lock your door
Freedom comes, it ain't safe anymore
Freedom comes, oh, no, don't look away
Freedom comes, had to wait for the day
(Wait, wait, wait, for freedom)
Yeah, lock us behind a wall like we was Mexicans
Broad-day shootouts in front of pedestrians
Young niggas ride hearse 'fore they touch a Benz
Muslims loadin' up AK's, dead presidents
Call from the White House, they said meet with Trump
I'm only comin' if they pardon and put Meech in front
Politic with Robert Kraft while we eatin' lunch
Tellin' him 'bout how Kaepernick tryna free us up
I don't wanna hear no Stormy Daniels
when a little girl got shot in the head
Ain't see no cameras from no CNN,
I'm in the trenches where niggas vanish
And they ain't never show that shit on the TV, it's propaganda
No proper manners, dropped outta school, got a hammer
Get locked in the slammer before we can read, no time to scramble
Soon as I came out my momma's womb, it's time to gamble
'Cause your life on the line when you're young, black and Spanish
Word up
When freedom comes, better lock your door
Freedom comes, it ain't safe anymore
Freedom comes, oh, no, don't look away
Freedom comes, had to wait for the day
(Wait, wait, wait, for freedom)
Huh, oh Lord, we need a breakthrough
Lock our babies up and then they tell us that it's fake news
Uh, yes, Lord, we need a breakthrough
Build a fuckin' wall, I guarantee the people break through
I went to Hell and back, you can tell 'em that
Can't interact with all these snakes so I'm scalin' back
They already set the traps for a million rats
I'm goin' numb prayin' I could get the feelin' back
All I hear on the news is collusion
But I guess we're all just Russian to conclusions, huh?
It's an illusion that's fueled by confusion
We can't lose if no one feuds within the movement, huh?
Then why d'you suffer for amusement?
Lose when they only run until they lose wind
European plates on them foreign bumpers
The president would rather see us wearin' orange jumpers
All land is holy, all land is history
All land is ours and fuck their victory
All land is holy, all land is history
We used to be minorities, now we're a country
On alert about immigration
The President has deliberately chose this
narrative, vilifying Black and Brown folk
We are a border land, we are border people, we are...
"shithole country" comment
He's talking about...
immigration as we...
border croppers...
...as we know it
The fact of the matter is that he's
tryna get everybody in this country afraid
he's trying to get people...
You don't hear him using this narrative when
he's talking about other immigrants in this...
Up and down the border
We are all immigrants