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Home in America

Hook

It’s getting late man I wanna go home
Ain’t no time for debate man I wanna go home
My mind’s in a state man I wanna go home
I’m feeling closed in and I wanna go roam

Verse 1

Through the cotton fields and tobacco plants
Got a fire burning in me like a jack-o’-lant-
Turn … and look over your shoulders honey
My group is looking at you like you owe them money
Reparations … Conversations
Damn 40 Acres takes a lotta patience
Land of the free, home of the brave
Blood of the child, soul of the slave
Strange fruit hanging from the pop-a-lar
Screams so loud it’s like he’s sangin’ in the opera
He wasn’t guilty of the crime when they locked him up
Damn shame he coulda been a doctor bruh
Shoulda coulda woulda but the fact remains
You’ll always be a threat when ya black with brains
They rather see it on the pavement
This is mental enslavement (Listen to me)

Hook

It’s getting late man I wanna go home
Ain’t no time for debate man I wanna go home
My mind’s in a state man I wanna go home
I’m feeling closed in and I wanna go roam

Verse 2

Through the Capitol with a buncha guys
Long guns on our shoulders and a bunch of knives
If the Capitol Police come to tame the black beast
How much you wanna bet we lose a bunch of lives?
Is this democracy or hypocrisy?
It ain’t justice for all as far as I can see
Justice for some a proud boy clutching his gun is less threatening than a black man in Touch with his son
It’s sad … cause they look at me and they see a threat
And it just grows like the mold on a Chia Pet
And it’s all by design do you see it yet?
I could fight for this land I could be a vet
It wouldn’t matter one bit in the scheme of things
My equality was drowned in a sea of dreams
Land of the the free, home of the slave
Screams of a child, blood on a grave (It’s too late)

Verse 3

Home is a place to feel safe and sound
Shouldn’t feel like the world’s tryna take ya down
When a kid screams out why I gotta be in the hood
Like a tree in the woods does it make a sound?
It’s the place where Justice lives
For every man, every woman what they musta did
Was take the welcome mat and put a torch to it
Like a house without a porch to it I can’t go home

I wanna go home
I wanna go home
I wanna go home
I wanna go home
I wanna go home
I wanna go roam

credits

released June 18, 2021
CREDITS

Performers:
Masta Ace - Vocals
Ben Rubin - Keyboards
Donny McCaslin (David Bowie / Blackstar) - tenor saxophone
Orrin Evans (The Bad Plus) - piano
Dezron Douglas (Ravi Coltrane Quartet/Black Lion) - double bass
Eric McPherson (Fred Hersch Trio) - drums

Produced by:
Ben Rubin (Smalls Live/Walking Distance ft. Jason Moran/Mudville/Dred Scott Trio)

Co-Produced by:
Amon Drum ( Founder APS & The Bridge Studio )

Recorded by: Amon Drum at The Bridge Studio, Brooklyn, NY
Assistant Engineer: Greg Tock
Mixed By: Ben Rubin at House of Cha Cha, Brooklyn, NY
Mastered by: Joe LaPorta at Sterling Sound

WRITING CREDITS:

Music By:
Ben Rubin
Donny McCaslin
Orrin Evans
Dezron Douglas
Eric McPherson

Lyrics By:
Masta Ace

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Analog Players Society Brooklyn, New York

The Analog Players Society is a collective effort spearheaded and produced by Amon, featuring a large ensemble cast of musicians hanging around the studio, the likes of which read like a who’s who list of the wide-open Brooklyn music scene as it stands today. The APS vibe is about making people dance even if the power goes out. For booking or licensing, contact mona.kayhan@gmail.com ... more

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