[Chorus: Kenny Sway & Jim Jones]
We all live and die, we fight so long to rise against the pain
Too much bloodshed on our streets, we wash our hands, we're dripped in rain
Tryna make it home (Gotta make it home)
Tryna make it home tonight (Gotta get back home)
Gotta make it home, gotta make it home tonight

[Verse 1: Jim Jones]
Jones
I be thinking' bout 'Pac, if he could see this shit (I miss you, 'Pac)
He'd probably say we lack a little leadership (You right)
Who gon' be the captain, who gon' lead the ship? (Let me think)
Who gon' make sure that we're packin' all them heater clips? (A couple people)
Who about that action 'cause we need to flip (You know me)
It's a real motion picture, we don't need a script (Facts)
Rosa Parks took a stand just so we could sit
You n***as standin' on couches probably wouldn't let a diva sit (Stupid n***as)
Kept the .40 close like be legit (Stand your ground)
Now it's champagne toasts 'cause we legit (Mazel tov)
You know it's black power, n***a we the shit (I love my people)
If I'm not being detained, then I'ma plead the fifth
I'ma make it home, officer, read my lips (That's a fact)
It ain't nothin' for a G to flip (You hear me?)
It ain't nothin' for me to flip

[Chorus: Kenny Sway & Jim Jones]
We all live and die, we fight so long to rise against the pain
Too much bloodshed on our streets, we wash our hands, we're dripped in rain
Tryna make it home, tryna make it home tonight
Gotta make it home (Gotta make it home)
Gotta make it home tonight (Oh yeah, oh yeah)
Gotta make it back home
[Verse 2: Jim Jones]
What about X, if he was watchin' too? (What up, red?)
I think he might suggest that we got lots to do (I feel that)
He probably would know best and what we gots to do (True)
Keep the lawyers on deck, you know how coppers do (They tame us)
They treat us like animals, like my block's a zoo (Grrr)
That's why they put is in cages, they wanna lock us too (Why?)
Treat us like Toby, we all Shaka Zu's (My name's Shaka)
'Cause that's the mindset that we adapted to (Fuck that)
All the blood that was spilled on the street (Uh huh?)
For all the black and brown that was killed by the police (Black pride)
We could start a civil war, but we really want peace (What's up?)
But if the war do happen, I'm concealing my piece (I'm loaded)
We gotta make it known, that we're tryna make our own (Black Wall Street)
But when the blacks owned the land, the whole place was blown (Tulsa)
USA dropped bombs on the USA
We need to run up in the White House screaming "Kooda K" (Kooda, shut up)
Every time we did a drill, I made the shooters spray (Pray for us)
As of late, it's feeling like all I do is pray (Brrr)
It was people left astray in the water
For the blood on the floor, swept away with the water
For the owner of the store that kept a tape of the slaughter (Nasty)
What about George Floyd? He never played with his daughter
What about Rayshard? He'll never play with his daughter (Pray for him)
I know n***as that came home, and they gon' play with their daughter
You bitches abusing, confusing, say we need order (We need love)
And Jesus wept, they say that was for us (Amen)
We was so trained to run away from the taurus (Squalie)
I'm tryna get back home, for the chorus
[Chorus: Kenny Sway]
We all live and die, we fight so long to rise against the pain
Too much bloodshed on our streets, we wash our hands, we're dripped in rain
Tryna make it home, tryna make it home tonight
Gotta make it home (Gotta make it home)
Gotta make it home tonight (Oh yeah, oh yeah)