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Markus Ty - Rooted. Lyrics



Markus Ty - Rooted. Lyrics
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Real life N word, soul rugged
Steal the napkins from the restaurant, nose runny
Since a juvenile Jesus Christ been my shepherd
But not the blond hair blue eyes no question
Honor thy father, honor thy queen
Iron what I walk with like welding high beams
Hmm
Pick axe on me right now
Dirt in the trenches with my team tell 'em pipe down
Shhhh
Contradiction on my stomach
What you gone do for a hundred racks youngin
Snatch it then it's here you go, Robin Hood actions
Malcom X videos, studying his tactics
Saying if they step on yo shoes you should kill him
Meanwhile the messenger of truth say forgive em
Do I follow guidance, Lord be thy judge
Praying when I die he gone free me from these cuffs
Please God
Don't treat me like a slave cause I'm rocking these chains
And I'm out here in the field with it
Wanna put me in a grave I already know your ways
Listen we gone have to deal with it Huh
And them books don't show no proof
Tryna erase our whole life
Tryna rewrite all our roots
Woo
Don't compare us and our lives
Tryna act like you oppressed
Hardly fighting for your rights
You ain't dying for your flesh
Everybody got some history
Ours getting swept
Bloodline is a mystery
Our culture is a threat
Spotlight, gaslight, monetize, cash prize
Blue, red, right, left, either way we black right
Empathy for Mexicans, empathy for natives
On and off shrooms, empathy for mother nature
We was all slaughtered, entered in a system
Where every one forgot us and now they playing victim
In a pity party, oh you think you different
Currently adopting a mindset vindictive
We was born with it
Bloodshed cursed in the battles sworn in it
Nothing more vicious then the acts of your henchmen
Buck breaking four hundred years and rest assured with it
Their religions torn in us, segregate our population and create a war in us
Till this day, main stream use our pain for more digits
Black boy 17, he got 44 million
Views cause his song cool but it's bout his core image
In the trap every rap he be bragging bout his bodies
He sign a deal half a year later and they shot him
His record label find another child just like him
Recycling the cycle cause dying makes they profit
Reasons for this title, we rooted in this slave trade
Role models ball, sing songs or in a chain gang
Struggling to maintain while heavily induced
Our family tree in vein, pain is our only roots
Hm, truth
Don't treat me like a slave cause I'm rocking these chains
And I'm out here in the field with it
Wanna put me in a grave I already know your ways
Listen we gone have to deal with it Huh
And them books don't show no proof
Tryna erase our whole life
Tryna rewrite all our roots
Woo
Don't treat me like a slave cause I'm rocking these chains
And I'm out here in the field with it
Wanna put me in a grave I already know your ways
Listen we gone have to deal with it Huh
And them books don't show no proof
Tryna erase our whole life
Tryna rewrite all our roots
Woo
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Real life N word, soul rugged
Steal the napkins from the restaurant, nose runny
Since a juvenile Jesus Christ been my shepherd
But not the blond hair blue eyes no question
Honor thy father, honor thy queen
Iron what I walk with like welding high beams
Hmm
Pick axe on me right now
Dirt in the trenches with my team tell 'em pipe down
Shhhh
Contradiction on my stomach
What you gone do for a hundred racks youngin
Snatch it then it's here you go, Robin Hood actions
Malcom X videos, studying his tactics
Saying if they step on yo shoes you should kill him
Meanwhile the messenger of truth say forgive em
Do I follow guidance, Lord be thy judge
Praying when I die he gone free me from these cuffs
Please God
Don't treat me like a slave cause I'm rocking these chains
And I'm out here in the field with it
Wanna put me in a grave I already know your ways
Listen we gone have to deal with it Huh
And them books don't show no proof
Tryna erase our whole life
Tryna rewrite all our roots
Woo
Don't compare us and our lives
Tryna act like you oppressed
Hardly fighting for your rights
You ain't dying for your flesh
Everybody got some history
Ours getting swept
Bloodline is a mystery
Our culture is a threat
Spotlight, gaslight, monetize, cash prize
Blue, red, right, left, either way we black right
Empathy for Mexicans, empathy for natives
On and off shrooms, empathy for mother nature
We was all slaughtered, entered in a system
Where every one forgot us and now they playing victim
In a pity party, oh you think you different
Currently adopting a mindset vindictive
We was born with it
Bloodshed cursed in the battles sworn in it
Nothing more vicious then the acts of your henchmen
Buck breaking four hundred years and rest assured with it
Their religions torn in us, segregate our population and create a war in us
Till this day, main stream use our pain for more digits
Black boy 17, he got 44 million
Views cause his song cool but it's bout his core image
In the trap every rap he be bragging bout his bodies
He sign a deal half a year later and they shot him
His record label find another child just like him
Recycling the cycle cause dying makes they profit
Reasons for this title, we rooted in this slave trade
Role models ball, sing songs or in a chain gang
Struggling to maintain while heavily induced
Our family tree in vein, pain is our only roots
Hm, truth
Don't treat me like a slave cause I'm rocking these chains
And I'm out here in the field with it
Wanna put me in a grave I already know your ways
Listen we gone have to deal with it Huh
And them books don't show no proof
Tryna erase our whole life
Tryna rewrite all our roots
Woo
Don't treat me like a slave cause I'm rocking these chains
And I'm out here in the field with it
Wanna put me in a grave I already know your ways
Listen we gone have to deal with it Huh
And them books don't show no proof
Tryna erase our whole life
Tryna rewrite all our roots
Woo
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Writer: Markus Meredith
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Performed By: Markus Ty
Language: English
Length: 3:29
Written by: Markus Meredith
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