Vs. 1
All I want is to sleep at night
Without thinking about my life tonight
These rumors in the air are like shootings of a flare
It blinds me scared, I’m thinking “Who’s over there?”
I’m losing all my sleep my thoughts are running deep
I’m lying in my bed and counting endless sheep
While the pillows drenched with every drop of sweat
Like a sinner pardoned, but still yet to repent
These lines on my face getting thicker by the hour
Losing my Self when my weakness is my power
Thinking myself to my own self-conceding
Believing the hype when I know I’ve been cheated
Myself my home is bi-cultural intertwined
I’ve been living and complaining doped up on red wine
My lungs filled with air, I can’t take this whole race thing!
It’s driving me to face my own self-complaining
I’m facing days in the same old ways
And checking my birthday to see a different sounding name
Vs. 2
Your childhood’s like this when you’re just a little kid
They treat you like your last name is Bin Laden
They throw your back against the walls and shoved in bathroom stalls
Your family feels the pain when you ignore their birthday calls
I’ve stumbled to my room and shut the door in a blaze
People ticked me off when they told me its phase
Is it true you can’t marry unless it’s arranged?
And that you all worship elephants and snakes?
No my friends I believe in Jesus Christ
The one who died for us the one who gave his life
The one who placed his head in a crown full of thorns
Awoke the sleeping souls from night until the morn
Soldiers live once they die tragic deaths
I’ve died twenty times since I’ve walked my baby steps
Body’s broken and banged my mom’s eyes full of tears
She wiped my fears while spit coated my left ear
Vs 3.
I lived out the city but I’ll tell you this
Neighborhoods can change when new neighbors move in
White Houses and Presidents; First Ladies reside
Watching their green grass compounding every night
Waiting to be seen on the covers of magazine
And living in fantasies they could never achieve
But then a brown seed came decided to move in
The flowers that grew were different colored skin
The pots and soil were starting to get too small
Roots burst into Indians shopping in the malls
Leaves were trimmed accents remain the same
Our talk sounds different but we’re one in the same
The gardens grew flowers bloomed without any class
Drive cabs with hands and handled food stands
But flowers kept blooming and I’ll tell you again
We’ll all move ahead when we stand together as friends
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