Castles falling I found myself in the rubble
I guess it don't stop
Tryin everything I never wanted trouble
I guess it don't stop
Heart beating my beating path
The path beating
I think a vein gonna pop
Every time, I feel the pressure be building
The Building of the pressure is gonna make me wanna pop
I guess I can't sit back
I guess I can't sit back
Guess I gotta be here
Where I gotta be, yah ah ah
And who am I to be here
Who am I to be
Tell me it's murder before god
The fire under the smog
They told me with red eyes
You never going to fly
You never going to live
You never going to die
You staying up in your mind
That's all you ever will be
The people will be taking more
Than you'll ever take from me
They got me feeling annotated
Look at the writing
They hardly penetrated
Picking they poison them bitches cherry picking
Taking out all of the color and there's nothing left to paint with
They think it ain't racist, unless they in the race to begin with
I guess I can't sit back
I guess I can't sit back
Guess I gotta be here
Where I gotta be yah ah ah
And who am I to be here
Who am I to be
Tell me it's murder before god
The fire under the smog
They asked, who was your life
I know you was just an addict
I know you just wanted glamour
You were never gonna stop
You don't even need to answer
We know you was just a rapper
Who was never gonna pop
Who are you now
Who are you now
Who are you now
Who are you now
I'm a man of the land
I'm losing em in the sand
I'm taking em by the hand
I know you don't understand
Cuz everything that I do
I'm doing it for the Light
I'm doin it for the power
I'm doin it for the fight
For the fight
For the fight
I fighting right where I'm needed
I'm giving more than i'm bleeding
I told em I'm never leaving
I'm never sleeping
I'm never giving any of these
Demons a fucking a reason
Because a reason of faith
Becomes a reason of hate
Becoming reasons to rape
Becoming reasons to murder
And you was just pretending like that you never heard it
When you was hidden under the floor board and told them
Just as soon as the Smoke goes we're leaving, I know it
Young head rush, to Gold rush, to mines
New slave race, to race for they lives
Paint a pretty picture with gold
And Levi's
Sit back and watch the fade
With 49ers