Leaders (Crib Love) (Feat. A-Trak)

I'm into Chi-Town heroes like Fred Hampton And neighborhood Deebos, the rebirth of D. Rose The eye of a eagle, I keep on the people Some gettin’ repoed, some Niclo Since I was a shorty I had vision like Calico Opportunity knocks, I'm lookin' through the peephole In my daughter’s laugh, I can hear a deep soul E was my first love, now I'm on the sequel Heart stay open, in you I keep gold Crossroads of beast mode to peace mode Southeast cold, Avalon to Eckersall Too much on my back to set it off From the offset, I just wanna be, be, be Like Cardi or 'Oncé, or Harry Belafonte Whenever I eat, my peeps get the same entrée Like they my fiance It ain't easy, when niggas like, "Feed me" When I ain't got it they don't believe me Read me truth, lead me truth The birth of freedom can't be induced We reproduce, so our fruits can see The fruit's a harvest for the world that the mustard seed produced Faith walk my thoughts through yellow tape and chalk Tiger style, gettin’ it back on course [Chorus: Samora Pinderhughes] Well, well, well, well, well, well, well They want us to be in jail But you know we’ll never fail We goin' up, yeah, we goin’ up No this soul is not for sale I won't put that on them scales And I know we will prevail (Will prevail, will prevail) [Verse 2: Common] Man, I'm strugglin', man, I be strugglin’ 'Til something inside tell me to come again Like when you fuckin' and you get another wind I'm from the City of Wind, that's another win Take the L, green line, red line, get your paper, headlines Tryna feed your fam, get fed time It happens, trappin' and rappin' got us backed in To a corner, it's normal for black men The Marcus Garvey, Bob Marley reenactment Savion with a beard, yo, I'm tapped in Stretch money and make it do a back bend Frontin' niggas try to front you on the back end Live from the Chi' where, guns be clappin' Poetic justice, with raps I'm snappin' Meditatin' took Kamasi song, ask him Robbin' in Baskin, our heroes ain't masked men When I do it, Com' do it with passion My compassion for brown and black skin In the hood I used to backspin Now I'm spinnin' back in the hood When I'm back, "Yo, what's good?" If you stand up, then that's understood I tell the black sheep, "Don't react to them wolves" Crib love, our heroes are on murals So five Euros get told in their earlobe That they can let fear go Souls clear the way, let these palms pirouette Or pirouette, in the silhouette of blackness and cigarettes [Chorus: Samora Pinderhughes] Well, well, well, well, well, well, well They want us to be in jail But you know we'll never fail We goin' up, yeah, we goin' up No this soul is not for sale I won't put that on them scales And I know we will prevail (Prevail, prevail) [Outro] [Scratch: A-Trak] I-I-I-I don't support the rights of people because I'm a politician I support the rights of people because it's deep within me A natural part of my own development I am the outroll plan of this father and mother A-And the results afforded to my years of struggle