Just Me - Outlandish

Switch on the TV what do I see

Yet another guy that looks just like me Another picture, Another story, Another tale, Another piece

Some guy who got shot

Young guy left to rot

Lady got robbed

Some guys who got stopped

Open the paper in search of news and enlightenment

Met by some story 'bout hate and incitement

Half the stories in the paper 'bout us Another woman got assaulted on the bus

There’s a piece about young immigrants and thugs

Another article 'bout brother selling drugs

Turn the page hurt my eyes enough

Yo this bs everyday is tough

It’s just me, just me Yet again all the talks about me Just me, just me No matter what I do, you can’t set your mind free,

Hear a lie enough times and you believe it for sure

Obstacles in your way make u wanna quit

And turn your back on everything

Shine a light up Brothers and sisters going get brighter

Even though the media try to demonize us Need to wiser

With eyes wide shut

We ain’t gon’get nowhere

So man listen up Raise your cup

It ain’t half empty

It’s half full

Life is a test

It faces many obstacles

Con la frente siempre en alto hasta el crep?

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Nunca esperando un milagrito may?

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Soy ciego a los lamentos de aquellos que se aferran a ser victimas

Blanco, negro

Creyente no creyente

La belleza de este mundo es que somos differentes

Always facing the twilight

Never expecting miracles to happen

I have immunity to the wailing of those who insists on being victims

White, black

Believers, non-believers

The beauty of this world is the fact that we are different

It’s just me, just me Yet again all the talks about me Just me, just me No matter what I do, you can’t set your mind free,

Another day in parliament politicians speak

So call Guardians of the land protectors of the weak

Immigration this integration that

Minorities dissed again same ol’chat

Open the paper in search of news and enlightenment

Met by some story bout hate and incitement

Half the stories in the paper bout us Another woman got assaulted on the bus

Theres a piece about young immigrants and thugs

Another article 'bout brother selling drugs

Turn the page hurt my eyes enough

Yo this bs everyday is tuff

It’s just me, just me Yet again all the talks about me Just me, just me No matter what I do, you can’t set your mind free