Roots & Rhythm

Yeah…

This one for the ones who came before us,

And the ones still finding their way.

Mama said, “Keep your head high,

know your worth,” Granddad told stories ’bout the struggle and the work,

Now I walk with a rhythm that was born in my blood,

Every scar became a lesson,

every tear became love.

From the old-school records to the bass in the street,

Got the sound of generations underneath my feet,

I carry every dream that they couldn’t see through,

Now I’m building something bigger for the whole crew.

I got roots in my soul,

fire in my heart,

No matter where I go,

I know just where I’m from,

Through the highs and lows,

I’ma play my part,

We been writing our story from the very start.

(from the very start)

Black excellence, yeah, but it’s more than a phrase,

It’s the teachers, the artists,

the builders, the change,

It’s the aunties in the kitchen,

the laughter at night,

It’s the family coming together when the moment ain’t right.

I don’t need to hide where my story began,

I put my culture in the music and I let it expand,

Soul in every melody,

truth in every rhyme,

Taking everything I inherited and making it mine.

Ooh,

we rise… (we rise) Even when the road gets cold,

We shine…

(we shine) With a story worth being told.

I got roots in my soul,

fire in my heart,

No matter where I go,

I know just where I’m from,

Through the highs and lows,

I’ma play my part,

We been writing our story from the very start.