Falling, fading, down, down, down I go
Can't waste production
I'm on my last, I feel like I'm drowning
It's all in my mind, it's getting crowded
So much pain I feel inside of me
I just want you to be proud of me
I'm on my last, I feel like I'm drowning
It's all in my mind, it's getting crowded
So much pain I feel inside of me
I just want you to be proud of me
I'm on my last, I feel like I'm drowning
I just want you to be proud of me
It's all in my mind, it's getting crowded So much pain I feel inside of me
I just want you to be proud of me Waves rushing, I hear the sound
Dark city, I see the draw My eyes water, I go without
Protect our daughters, that's what we vow
Blood leads, I need the answers Because I'm black, my life don't matter
In these streets, I see blood splatter I pray to God I don't use anger
You see the name we claim, it won't be in vain
Soul on fire, just like where I stay Hold me down, I can't find my way
Hold me down
I can't find my way
Prayin' for love in the city There's only no split in the city by race
I feel the energy, nobody say I get the feeling that nobody's safe
I kinda feel, we put our house on a hill To keep us away from the shade
I feel it coming today
I'm on my last, I feel like I'm drowning It's all in my mind, it's getting crowded
So much pain I feel inside of me
I just want you to be proud of me
I'm on my last, I feel like I'm drowning It's all in my mind, it's getting crowded
So much pain I feel inside of me I just want you to be proud of me
I'm on my last, I feel like I'm drowning It's all in my mind, it's getting crowded So much pain I feel inside of me I just want you to be proud of me
I'm on my last, I feel like I'm drowning It's all in my mind, it's getting crowded So much pain I feel inside of me I just want you to be proud of me
When at last the fight was over
Might not right had won the day
Blocks of homes and business places
Now in ruins and ashes lay
Through the streets we all were driven
At the points of swords and guns
To detention camps provided
Ere the massacre begun
Marched at gunpoint down Archer
Past my own smoldering home
My life, my girl and boy
Sobbing mama's hips wet
And stifling June hot heavy as redneck hate
Marched at gunpoint down Archer
Past my own smoldering home
My wife's missus gonna come claims
Caged coons like stray mutts at the pound
My spirit walks greenwood to pine and back
Like the grit of black love
Then and now
Like the grit of black love