Letter To The Living Legends

[Verse 1]
This for the voices they said were “too loud”
The ones they cropped out of history, edited out the crowd
From the drum in the village
To the bus seat, to the ballot, to the canvas, to the Senate now
You walked on glass, we get to walk on tile
You took that “go back” and turned it to “go wild”
From chains on the wrist
To chains on the neck, same gold, but the freedom styled
You raised fists, raised kids, raised funds
Spoke truth in a room full of loaded tongues
You took every door slammed
Turned hinges to hymns, made keys out of every “you’re done”
[Pre-Chorus]
I see your face in my mirror (every day)
Hear your names in my prayers when I pray
Every win that I taste
Feels borrowed from the battles that you paved
[Chorus]
This is my letter to the living legends
Every black hand that held this world steady
You carried that weight, now we carry that flame
Say your names ‘til the sky gets heavy
This is my letter that your hearts can feel
Ink of our blood on a page of steel
From the fields to the screens, you rewrote what is real
Everything I am, you’re the root, you’re the yield (oh yeah)
[Verse 2]
To the poets who turned our pain to a spell
The dancers who spun out of heaven and hell
The coders, the codas
The preachers and teachers who taught us ourselves
To the mothers with two jobs, one plate, three mouths
To the fathers who stayed when the lights went out
You loved in a language
That money can’t measure and doubt can’t count
From the leaders who marched in their Sunday best
To the quiet ones signing the protest checks
You were daring, you were careful
Protecting our bodies and our necks
You made boardrooms feel the weight of our tone
Turned “boy” to “boss” in a swivel chair throne
You were “first in the building”
So we could show up like we’ve always belonged
[Pre-Chorus]
I see your face in my mirror (every day)
Hear your names in my prayers when I pray
Every door that slides open
Got fingerprints from your yesterday
[Chorus]
This is my letter to the living legends
Every black hand that held this world steady
You carried that weight, now we carry that flame
Say your names ‘til the sky gets heavy
This is my letter that your hearts can feel
Ink of our blood on a page of steel
From the fields to the screens, you rewrote what is real
Everything I am, you’re the root, you’re the yield
[Bridge]
If you tired, lean on me (lean on me)
We the echo of your “keep going,” can’t you see? (yeah)
Every border that you broke
Is a map in my chest when I can’t breathe
So rest your crown, we’ll guard that shine
You ran so far, we’ll run that line
Our future spelled in your old headlines
Your “last time” made my “first time”
[Chorus]
This is my letter to the living legends
Every black hand that held this world steady
You carried that weight, now we carry that flame
Say your names ‘til the sky gets heavy
This is my letter that your hearts can feel
Ink of our blood on a page of steel
From the fields to the screens, you rewrote what is real
Everything I am, you’re the root, you’re the yield (oh yeah)

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