Options

I don't have an option, I don't have a reason
 I came from the bottom where we struggle to be breathing
 I know that they watching, they think I'm a heathen
 But they don't know my issues they don't get what I believe in
 No I don't have an option, I don't have a reason
 I came from the bottom where we struggle to be breathing
 I know that they watching, they think I'm a heathen
 But they don't know my issues they don't get what I believe in
 No I don't have an option, I don't have a reason
 I came from the bottom where we struggle to be breathing
 I know that they watching, they think I'm a heathen
 But they don't know my issues they don't get what I believe in
 Fuck what you believe
 Where I'm from my people do not have the time to grieve
 Focus on your losses you won't make enough to eat
 And if my children hungry then I can't put them to sleep
 And that's the least that I can do
 Cause life is better in their dreams
 Dreaming 'bout a time where I can look you in the eyes
 And you see me as an equal who got nothing left to hide
 Most of all my chances are the devil in disguise
 Then I look up to the lord but only devils in the skies
 Like, why can't this shit get
 Any better never get a chance to put my doubts to rest
 Do our leaders ever listen, man I promise they seem deaf
 Plenty promises been made, but ain't no promises been kept
 I have an no option, I don't have a reason
 I come from the bottom where we struggle to be breathing
 Yo I know that they scheming, they plotting and deceiving
 Nothing I can do about it 'till the day I'm leaving
 I don't have an option, I don't have a reason
 I came from the bottom where we struggle to be breathing
 I know that they watching, they think I'm a heathen
 But they don't know my issues they don't get what I believe in
 (I don't have an option, I don't have a reason)
 (I came from the bottom where we struggle to be breathing)
 (I know that they watching, they think I'm a heathen)
 But they don't know my issues they don't get what I believe in
 Sticks and stones may break my bones, and words can cut and bruise
 We all feel the same emotions, fight for different views
 I'm a drop inside the ocean, you a grain inside the dunes
 But in the end who gone be listening to all of these truths
 Don't you come at me and tell me not to loose my hope
 Don't you think you made a difference 'cause you placed your vote
 Don't you talk about a change but only hand me notes
 Don't you preach about it all but end it at the quote
 We the ones who feel it first
 We the ones who make it last
 We the ones who do the dirt
 We the ones who do not ask
 We the ones who go berserk
 We the ones who holding back
 We the ones who end up hurt
 'Cause we have no fucking option
 I don't have a reason
 I came from the bottom where we struggle to be breathing
 I know that they watching, they think I'm a heathen
 But they don't know my issues they don't get what I believe in
 No I don't have an option