Lyrics

This is not my buildings
Man it's ours
This is not my template
Man it's ours
This is not my music
Man it's ours
All the stars
Many scars
This is not my culture
Man it's ours
This is not my language
Man it's ours
This is not my blessings
Boy it's ours
All the stars
Many scars
We all are part of this
Man it's ours
Build that brick wall
Man it's ours
Add a brick boy
Man it's ours
All the stars
Many scars
Before the cars
Ignored scars
Before the gifts
Blind to the curse
Before The Kings
The peasant was
Now Kiss the Ring
Of Christ Above
He paid the price
I made the vows
Homie don't concern me with the Gantry
Live with the Lord above
He told me come with your bounty
Noble Land owner
Classes above the Gentry
Normal was former
Abnormal as i can be
Egyptian in this shortage
Africa is the Pantry
Became my own nation
Started lending to countries
Every 4 months a new crib, how could they find me
Quadrupled tapes in every crib
Soon as the 4th dropped
Ears, erased your fears
Tears, Became my mirrors
Sowed every seed in pain
Now my joy in the clear
Peers join me if you care
Me and Trav on the template
Dash, Biggz on the blueprint, ahhhh
Black on both sides
Most definitely Kings
Rise of the HERITAGE
We all rise or we Demise
This is not my buildings
Man it's ours
This is not my template
Man it's ours
This is not my music
Man it's ours
All the stars
Many scars
This is not my culture
Man it's ours
This is not my language
Man it's ours
This is not my blessings
Boy it's ours
All the stars
Many scars
We all are part of this
Man it's ours
Build that brick wall
Man it's ours
Add a brick boy
Man it's ours
All the stars
Many scars
Patterned to liberality
Standing on principality
Questioning my sanity
Coz when I speak
Villains are getting love for the things that never cut me
Cut me
Please
Written by: Matthew David Nyanzi, TIMOTHY SSENTAMU MUKWAYA
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