New Race [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 I am a social scientist gathering information Observing different cultures in the Various different 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 out all my people Living on these black continents So we can determine a plan of resistance And mount an effective defense as 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 We calling the healers The engineers, teachers, and creators Impressing on them the urgency Even helping to process their paper Seek a common ancestral influence We sure to find a few We're 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 know the time is right Upon us, sisters, brothers Ready your station For the victory is imminent once We commence these activations We'll 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 (Yo) A way, a way out (Tonight, we call 'em) Finding a way, a way, a way over (Yo) The way over's the way out's the way in (Way in) seek knowledge, and look within All of the things that we've Been mistaught, but still, we're learnin' (Learning) 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' (Burning) 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 bet you That the best you can get You are still lesser than special (Less 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, away out a way over, a way out A way over, a way out