Paul Willis - Broadway & 33rd Lyrics

I carry the tradition of Jazzmatazz
Mecca and the Soul Brother
We learning to love the other
Watching these hammers pass
From generation to generation
Instead of Black Love and Liberation
Gave up on reparations
So sick and tired of waiting
Country not built for me
So f*ck this nation
But what about free-dom
When we free and dumb
Oppressor told you were free
And you believed them
Reference the 13th
Amendment, and you will see
Slaves to criminals
And back to slavery
We were ancient kings
Builders were making things
We invented the math
Now we making machines
Money making machines
Keep creating things
They take from our culture
Can't take from our being
This love and this light
This Divine energy
Omnipotiq style
Black Uber on everything
Shout out to Dante
Broadway and 33rd
Got the rest of Sacramento
Hanging on every word
Natomas to Elk Grove
The Heights to Oak Park
Midtown to South Sac
Breathin life thru the art
The way we find the light
We discover the dark
Balance is in it all
Recognize the rise and fall
Honor life and its humanity
We know the capital can be bittersweet
Check the dichotomy
The richest, next to the broke
Hopeless, and those with hope
Doctors keep you alive
When they prescribe you that dope
This whole system's a joke
This whole system's a joke