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Fam Jam (Fe Sum Immigrins)

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From donated clothes, to caps and gowns

It's a little shout to my black and brown

Folks that know the game, not in class to clown

Had the funny accent, look who's laughing now

See Samir came here to grind, and he slaved at

Every minimum wage job, but he saved that

Brought his sis here on scholarship to make stacks

Working as a surgeon she bought a whip, and payed cash

No time to whine, we just face facts

Lets fit 6 in the back and lets take that

To the best restaurants, make reservations

Since we out here, since they made reservations for

First Nations and they never made reparations

The Natives probably relate more to immigration

So just for y'all too, and I can't forget the Haitians

Here for an education, its a celebration

Not bad huh, for some immigrants

Not bad huh, for some immigrants

Not bad huh, for some immigrants

Not bad huh, for some immigrants

To the guys that draw lines and make the borders real

But then bend the rules when there's more to drill

Don't turn away the stateless, think of the waste

If one in 3 refugees is a Lauryn Hill

Come along way, you can move forward still

From the poorest to up by Lawrence or Forest Hill

But more than that, skrillery banks just chill

Make a home, just build in a zone, less ill

In a place to be safe, few found an escape route

Where we come from, so we grateful to Jesus

And now the top is the next stop, this drop

Oughtta have my Aunts on the guest spot, red hot

I'm talking going from sweatshops to tech stocks

Doctors Without Borders, with dreadlocks

We quoting S.Dot Carter on Otis

Turns out some fresh off the boat kid wrote this

Not bad huh, for some immigrants

Not bad huh, for some immigrants

Not bad huh, for some immigrants

Not bad huh, for some immigrants

Check it out

Now when you're Third World born, but First World formed

Sometimes you feel pride, sometimes you feel torn

See my Mother's tongue is not what they speak where my Mother's from

She moved to London with her husband when their son was 1

And one time after Family Ties

I turned on the news and saw my family die

Pops said there's murder in the motherland

Things about colonialism I didn't understand

All the things that shape a man in his mind state

A community income, and crime rate

If times change, why my people still in dire straits

If it's a big world, show me where's my place

In it, I had to talk to Pops for a minute

He said, "Shad, this world wasn't home to begin with

Just keep defending the oppressed, take steps

And keep rapping, you might just be the best"

Well, yes

Not bad huh, for some immigrants

Not bad huh, for some immigrants

Not bad huh, for some immigrants

Not bad huh, for some immigrants

Not bad huh, for some immigrants

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