Jah9, Akala - New Race (A Way) lyrics

A way, a way, a way over a way, a way out
A way, a way, a way over a way, a way out
A way, a way, a way over a way, a way out
Finding a way, a way,  a way over

I am a social scientist gathering information
Observing different cultures in the
Various different nations
Trodding incognito as a Rastafari artist
Investigating revolution if anyone willing
To start it marketing the mission as
A spiritual experience
And using the opportunity to
Do some major reconnaissance
To find out all my people
Living on these black continents
So we can determine a plan of resistance
And mount an effective defense as a way

A way, a way, a way over a way, a way out
A way, a way, a way over a way, a way out
A way, a way, a way over a way, a way out
Finding a way, a way, a way over

We calling the healers
The engineers, teachers, and creators
Impressing on them the urgency
Even helping to process their paper
Seek a common ancestral influence
We sure to find a few
We're not just ready to take instruction
But already know what to do
Those who've been reading and preparing
Burning passionately from time
Awaiting on this engagement of the
Spirit and the mind
And know the time is right
Upon us, sisters, brothers
Ready your station
For the victory is imminent once
We commence these activations

We'll find it there is a will in I
That will not be silenced
Born of the first race, now of the new race
Mmm we who have emerged out of
Their history of violence against us
Now we're fully cognizant of
How Jah bless us, and we're finding a way

A way, a way, a way over a way, a way out
A way, a way, a way over a way, a way out
A way, a way, a way over (Yo)
A way, a way out (Tonight, we call 'em)
Finding a way, a way, a way over (Yo)

The way over's the way out's the way in
(Way in) seek knowledge, and look within
All of the things that we've
Been mistaught, but still, we're learnin'
(Learning)
I'm so bored to see you distraught
It's really hurtin'
The world is colder than I
Ever thought, but still, we're burnin'
(Burning)
A soldier can't mistake war for sport
And that's for certain
The person, the individual, or the collective
All of these things and so much more
What's your perspective?
Neglected histories remain hidden
And that's on purpose
But all we've got to do is
Some digging and they resurface
We're often so focused on
How things have become
We forget how many victories that we have won
A debt that's ancestral, I bet a man bet you
That the best you can get
You are still lesser than special
(Less than special)
But the way out's the way within
We cannot face everything
But before we can even begin
We must look within

For a way over, a way out
A way over, away out a way over, a way out
A way over, a way out