Dälek
The Son of Immigrants
[Verse 1]
Seen my Pops surrounded by cops with guns drawn
Epitaphs blasted from lips, they lungs torn
Eyes blooded red from hatred
Mistaken identity
But melanined equated enemy
Threatened with felonies
These memories create first melodies …I ain’t found no remedies
Still test out pedigree
Dealt with lifetimes of inequity
But y’all can’t fuck with integrity
Work ethic led to prosperity
Inherently he held it all down
Just to feed this family
Gravitas, gravity
Sheltered me from brutality
Instilled morality
Sharpened all faculties
Actually, I’m the spitting image of my creator …A laborer, intent to silence naysayers
[Chorus]
The son of immigrants
Our rise is imminent
I’m your antithesis
Our sound is infinite
The son of immigrants
Our rise is imminent
I’m your antithesis
Our sound is infinite
[Verse 2]
I’m your worst nightmare
Educated and born here
Prepared for warfare
We ain’t going nowhere
Never scared of opposition when positioned strategically
Generations deceived repeatedly
Keep your deities at arms length
Faith manifests as wavelengths
All you test is patience
Muted conversations mistaken as silence …remain defiant without even trying!
[Chorus]
The son of immigrants
Our rise is imminent
I’m your antithesis
Our sound is infinite
The son of immigrants
Our rise is imminent
I’m your antithesis
Our sound is infinite