From the recording Serve act 1 : ARTHUR

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Produced By Caleb Jermaine
Written by Caleb Jermaine
Mix by Caleb Jermaine

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Rights of Passage Lyrics
Serve Act 1 : Arthur
By Caleb Jermaine

Hey my brother
Im here to free your mind, my brother
Release your hate and your fear brother

Who dat?
Fresh off a set now
Stand up tall now
Black ass man with the crown up
King I’m a king, now you know
Play with my flame, Play with my Bae
100k old
I was born from kings
Im not from slaves
Do what I’ve got to
I came from the Gold
Highly melanated
God of my soul

Brain wash the kids before their youth
Take their souls and give them pain to brew
Numb the pain and tell them that’s the truth
With the stains that leave us sick and bruised
Brain wash the kids before their youth
Take their souls and give them pain to brew
Numb the pain and tell them that’s the truth
With the stains that leave us sick and bruised

News news news news
News news news news
Excavate that land
Excavate that man
Thats the mater plan
Obey that man
Bible in my hand
God all within
I, I got the power
I, Im walking through fire
Resilience deep in my bones
Ask me how I stand so strong
My ancestors did that
Ancestors bounce back
Take the mind from us
They tried to take the mind from us
They tried to take the mind from us
They tried to take the mind from us
And give us peanuts on the low
Get the mind back, Now I’m real strong
And I know I’m black, with my crown on
And I’m a king, I know you’re probably scared
Brain wash the kids before their youth
Take their souls and give them pain to brew
Numb the pain and tell them that’s the truth

Brain wash the kids before their youth
Take their souls and give them pain to brew
Numb the pain and tell them that’s the truth
With the stains that leave us sick and bruised
Brain wash the kids before their youth
Take their souls and give them pain to brew
Numb the pain and tell them that’s the truth
With the stains that leave us sick and bruised