J.Kwest "I Am (Obama)" LYRICS ONLY

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(Verse 1)
And people ask now “Who Am I?”
I am the American Dream personified
I am hope without color, love without borders
Joy without dollars, honor without orders
I don’t serve for war, yo, I stand for peace
I am the drug addict on the blood stained streets
I am the mother who mourns the son who passes
In the dawn, I am the dew, fresh on the grasses
That no American cuts, I’m the landscaper
That came from Mexico, to try to get paper
then feed a family of eight but
I will be a modern day slave for the American Dream
That they want to take away from
Everybody else
I ain’t just SOMEBODY, no
I am Everybody Else
I am without health care, the uninsured
Who die over greed, you pay or go uncured
I am under the floor, the child left behind
My back against the wall, I am the ghetto grind
The suburb meth addict, the white trash
The gay man, who lives fearing the wrath and fear of a straight man
The porn addict, the insecure sister with an eating disorder
Every woman in the force
Trying to make a dollar, out of 77 cents
But can’t pay the rent, wonder why I gotta strip
I wish it didn’t have to be like this
But this is my country, and everything it is
I Am as well, I didn’t dream this up
But I’m here, for all, try to clean this up

And I Am (Obama)
I Am (Obama)

(Verse 2)
And I Am
The Hope for a better future
I am Martin Luther, I am for the youth to
Dream higher, before somebody’s gang come recruit ya
Before somebody’s cult come and shoot ya
In the name of somebody’s god, on the rooftop
Screaming Jihad, death to them other groups of
Other little kids, speak another language that I don’t understand
So I hate then, instead of trying to learn how we all the same
I am EA, I am in the game
I am in the sun in the rain, still the same
I am change for the next boy or girl
I’m the next leader of the free world
I Am

(Verse 3)
And I Am
The same as you, I ain’t trying to be cocky
Somebody had to do it, why not me?
Sloppy politics got the capital looking like a clinic
So I got a bag of penicillin
For these politicians
I play the game as it is
But we need a better world for the kids
I tell it like it is
Other candidates will kill you with the rhetoric
They paying for a vote but we ain’t selling it
I keep on yelling til somebody see the house ain’t right
And even though the house is white, the house needs light
So I’m here to bring the fight to em
The Audacity of Hope, now I’m here to bring sight to em


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