The Perceptionists, Syne - Free at Last lyrics

Til we are free at Last
At Last at Last
Free at Last
At Last at Last

I'm writing to you from a bomb shelter
I'm talking to you from my calm center
It's that feeling when you're fuckin'
With the wrong venture
But, you're in too deep to walk
Every day you fear a bullet
Make your heart stop
Talk not of woes and foes that come to get ya
The music is the only thing
To help relieve the pressure
So you lose yourself in it
Til life is infinite til you're immortalized
Legacy fortified beyond making the cake
You tell them name you with the greats
They mention BIG & Pac
They've gotta say your name a lot
So go ahead and hit em
With that all time rhyme make people rewind
To hear it more times (Is dude nice?)
Yeah, he's certified he's live
Comp will not survive yes, you gonna thrive
Flip your style til' you're
Getting Grammy nominated
Damn it feels good when you can
Tell your mom you made it

Til we are free at Last
At Last at Last
Free at Last
At Last at Last

In my neighborhood
Poverty is still the majority
The streets are patrolled
By unfamiliar authority this
Prison industrial complex
Sets the pathway for us to go
From being students to convicts
So we hang in clusters, many become hustlers
We trust nobody and nobody can trust us
Typecast as criminals that’s menacing
So we still get followed around the
Store even when we’re innocent
Devastated by the usual underplanning
The segregated lack mutual understanding
Afraid of what they don’t know
Blind to the prospects
That they don’t have to be
Confined to the projects
Open up your mind to the logic
Let’s expand - the reward is
How far your squad gets
Hard living when you feel like a target
So the revolution starts to
Spark the whole market