New Race (A Way) [feat. Akala]

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 each of the various 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 all of the people livin' on the black continents

So we can determine a plan for resistance

And mount an effective defense

As 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

Sake of common ancestral influence

We sure to find a few

Who 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 now the time is right upon us

Sisters, brothers, ready your station

For the victory is eminent

Once we commence these activations and 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

A way, a way out

Finding a way, a way, a way over

The way over's the way out's the way in

Seek knowledge and look within

All of the things that we've been mistaught, but still we're learnin'

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'

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, I bet you

That the best you can get, you are still lesser 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

A way out

A way over

A way out

A way over

A way out