Immigrant - MZM

This goes out to resident aliens with that initiation shot on the arm

To those who struggle to get noticed as equal but won’t get nowhere,

this is for y’all

To those who won’t succeed cause of an accent, you know what I’m sayin'

Yeah, and to those who define the double standard of equal opportunity,

this is for y’all

I am your average Joe, through all the hype

Strong with might

Capable to brawl and fight

Educated brain through all despite

But treated unsuccessful cause I ain’t tall and white

Yes I talk to streets, spit truth y’all relate to

If you can’t relate to this, then somethin' is wrong

Betcha' grew up right, stackin cash in bundles

White picket fence, but don’t know struggle

Your daddy’s a lawyer, your mama’s a doctor

Nice house on the hills, grew up somethin' proper

Nah, I ain’t hatin', I just think its fucked up

You act like times is rough, cause your cable got cut

What the fuck y’all know about sittin' in the dark

Candles lit, no electric, no chips

No food in the fridge, pops struggled to live

A immigrant who broke his back and got treated like shit

From a third world country to here

You think its all fair

Roads paved with gold, arrive, it ain’t all there

But instead, you become a victim to the system

Get dicked on 80% of the pay you should be getting

Forced to work more

Get thought of as a toy type

Straight bustin' your ass with no time to enjoy life

And because the stress, you lose the hair on your head

Thinkin your better off dead, when you lay in your bed

And outside, you get stared at all bogus

Because your skin tone is when they call hopeless

When you speak, they start laughin'

Racists start bashing

Tryna beat your ass in

Because of your accent

They work it like voodoo, you think you a citizen?

Try runnin' for president, they won’t choose you

We’re made to feel stupid, we’re animals who’ll never rise

Think about it, and we came here for better lives

The son of a immigrant y’all, shit was hard

Working more than one job, and cannot afford

Necessities you need to survive in this wrath

Not dirt broke, but not near lower middle class

A different task, led to a different path

But then the downfall came from heart attacks

Surgery, bypass, lower back, one artery

He’s a part of me, now he’s underneath

So pops, rest in peace, watch me from above

And give me focus to grind all good

Strength of a soldier, my kids’ll have it too

Ain’t nathan we can’t do, we stuck in the lion’s den

The big man watchin' us, don’t think he ain’t

Fuck around, get your body turned to paint

They promise opportunity huh, but understand

If they balls itch, they’ll boot us from the land

They even got camps for us so called citizens

We still one in the same to them

Cheap labor immigrants

Yeah, it’s all shitty, they show no pity

To those who wear my shoes, c’mon, walk with me