Tariq and ?uest met in the Philadelphia High School for Creative Performing Arts, and formed a drummer/MC duo performing on the streets of Philly and at talent shows. Thought would subsequently spend some time as one of two MCs in the group The Square Roots: the other one was Malik B.
A name change (to simply The Roots) and an album release (Organix) Black Thought and Malik struck a balance, with Malik bringing more personal raps and Thought oriented more towards a more political style infused with battle raps.
After Malik B. left the group due to drug issues, Thought continued drifting toward the political, and was featured on several other records like Common's One Day it'll All Make Sense, Linkin Park's Reanimation and more recently its frontman Mike Shinoda's The Rising Tied, as well as Damian Marley's Welcome to Jamrock and The Coup's Pick a Bigger Weapon.
Black Thought was in the process of recording a solo album, but the project was shelved when it was realized the effort would not assist the group in their release from their contract with MCA Records. Some of the songs he had recorded were eventually released as tracks on The Roots' album Phrenology. He is working on a collaborative project with producer Danger Mouse (which, according to XXL magazine, is tentatively being called Dangerous Thoughts), as well as a Gangsta Grillz mixtape with DJ Drama. He is still a core member of The Roots. He has also been a member of two production teams, Grand Negaz and The Grand Wizzards.
The Roots latest album Game Theory shows a more introspective side of Black Thought and is the "darkest" Roots album to date.
Welcome To America
Black Thought Lyrics
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Where you can dream, as long as you can breathe
You can be the muthafuckin' President of United States
Or get murdered right on these streets
Welcome to America
The sins of the father, my pop gave me to suffer
The friends I would follow was crack babies and hustlas
My pen is from the future like Octavia Butler (welcome to America)
My grandmother sutured a flag from bloody cotton
The fruits of her labor alas already rotten (welcome to America, yeah)
My man said, "Yo, it's crazy how fast that we've forgotten"
That we used to pull boxes and plows like we were oxen and cows
Without an option, and now it's this glorious
Victorious, story only pitched, for me to shut it down
They sold some of us down the rivers
It's such a poor level of thought, I get the shivers
It's insidious and it's always been hideous
I had to tread water and run, be amphibious
They do you so dirty for one, yo what's cleanliness?
It make you wanna let off a gun, until the emptiness like
Preach now lover, preach now lover
Got me runnin', runnin', runnin', runnin'
Welcome to America
Yo, I'm ill-fated and hated, I'm hella melinated
Blackness is my religion, to that I'm dedicated (welcome to America)
I follow the laws of nature, by which I'm regulated
The universe, my university, I'm educated
This one is for my very revolutionaries
Out here keepin' it a hundred, even though the truth is heavy
Who stand firmly and see that life is a journey
That either God or the gurney, my public defender burned me
So did the district attorney, in a turbulent trial
They told me that time is master, well I'm servin' it now
Tell my family I'll be makin' my return in a while
And every symbol of oppression I'll be burnin' it down
Welcome to America
Where you can dream, as long as you can breathe
You can be the muthafuckin' President of United States
Or get murdered right on these streets
Welcome to America
Land of the brave, and home of the free
You can be a saint or a sinner, or a billionaire
Or just stand on your feet
Welcome to America
(Keep on runnin', runnin')
America, oh Lord
(Keep on runnin', runnin')
Welcome to America
(Keep on runnin', runnin')
America, oh yeah
'Cause when it's over, the world ain't over
What they say is what we'll do
We have power, still have power
And that's what we cannot lose
Runnin' in the shadows, got my eye on the sparrow
Tomorrow may not come, at least my soul felt this love
If I let you go, at least my soul felt this love
Hey now, hey now, hey now, hey now
Now, a black soul never passes alone
If its blood spilled on the ancestors ashes and bone
From a pure heart, the Lord fashioned after his own
We're packaged and flown to the essence of his African throne
For every lost body, crossed, tarred, feathered, and tossed
It's no way I could measure the course, or ever exhaust
But whether it's yours or mine, this American clause
Has never been solved, while history was runnin' its course
I ran hard from Jamestown, where slaves Jesus and found
Demons that never be charged with malfeasance, I sat
Through they revival, although I never found credence, I found
That we had never know shit about freedom
I been charged with treason, I been scarred and freezin'
I been called a nigga, and then called a heathen
When hounds found me, they couldn't even tell if I was breathin'
In America where on black man it's open season
The song โWelcome to Americaโ by Black Thought portrays America for what it truly is. He talks about how people come to America to live their dreams and fulfill their desires, but also about what people are exposed to in America, including murder and oppression. He mentions the sins of the father and the generation that came after and how this affected his life. He credits the steel-sharpening-steel mentality of the block for turning him into a wordsmith with a pen from the future, capable of crafting rhymes that haunt people's minds. Black Thought describes the new America where we have forgotten our past and how people have started to embrace a new version of history.
The verses include some exciting wordplay, such as "my grandmother sutured a flag from bloody cotton, the fruits of her labor alas already rotten," and "blackness is my religion, to that I'm dedicated." This is a protest song that challenges America to recognize the oppression that Black people have undergone and the constraints that they face, particularly mentioning the way they are criminalized and become easy targets of discrimination. However, he ends the song with hope for the black soul, emphasizing that every African American life that has been lost will meet with the ancestors' ancestors and will eventually reach the African throne.
Line by Line Meaning
Welcome to America
Black Thought welcomes the listener to America
Where you can dream, as long as you can breathe
America allows everyone to dream and aspire for greatness as long as they are alive
You can be the muthafuckin' President of United States
Anyone can become the President of the United States
Or get murdered right on these streets
America is a country of contrasts where one can also get killed on its streets
The sins of the father, my pop gave me to suffer
Black Thought's father's legacy left him to suffer from the consequences of his actions
The friends I would follow was crack babies and hustlas
Black Thought was influenced by people who faced drug addiction and criminal activities
It's steel sharpen steel on the block, made me a cutler
The harsh realities of the streets helped to sharpen Black Thought's skills and survival instincts
My pen is from the future like Octavia Butler
Black Thought's writing has a futuristic insight like that of science fiction writer Octavia Butler
My grandmother sutured a flag from bloody cotton
Black Thought's grandmother made a flag from cotton that represented the blood of slaves who worked on plantations
The fruits of her labor alas already rotten
The results of all the hard work done by Black Thought's ancestors were already spoiled by the time he came of age
My man said, "Yo, it's crazy how fast that we've forgotten"
Black Thought's friend commented on how quickly society forgets the struggles of the past
That we used to pull boxes and plows like we were oxen and cows
Black Thought's ancestors used to work like animals and were treated with no respect
Without an option, and now it's this glorious
Despite having no options in the past, the current generation is achieving glory
Victorious, story only pitched, for me to shut it down
Black Thought doesn't believe the story of victory has been fully told and wants to continue to point out injustices
They sold some of us down the rivers
Black people were sold and transported like goods during the slave trade
It's such a poor level of thought, I get the shivers
The horrendous ways African Americans have been treated is so awful that it sends chills down Black Thought's spine
It's insidious and it's always been hideous
The way the system treated African Americans is evil and has been for a long time
I had to tread water and run, be amphibious
Black Thought had to be able to handle any situation that came his way to survive
They do you so dirty for one, yo what's cleanliness?
The system treats Black people terribly for no good reason
It make you wanna let off a gun, until the emptiness like
The frustration of being treated poorly to the point of wanting to shoot someone is overwhelming
Preach now lover, preach now lover
A call for someone to speak the truth and stand up for what is right
Got me runnin', runnin', runnin', runnin'
Black Thought is always on the move, running away from danger and fighting for what he believes in
Land of the brave, and home of the free
America is known for being the country that prides itself on bravery and freedom
You can be a saint or a sinner, or a billionaire
People can be anything in America, no matter their moral compass or financial status
Or just stand on your feet
People can simply exist in America without being anything extraordinary
And that's what we cannot lose
Despite the problems, America still has power in its people and that is something that cannot be lost
Got my eye on the sparrow
Black Thought is always on the lookout and aware of his surroundings
Tomorrow may not come, at least my soul felt this love
Black Thought is appreciating the moments he has because tomorrow is never guaranteed
For every lost body, crossed, tarred, feathered, and tossed
For every African American who lost their lives due to atrocities such as lynching, Black Thought remembers and honors them
It's no way I could measure the course, or ever exhaust
The suffering and injustices faced by Black people in America cannot be fully measured or expressed
But whether it's yours or mine, this American clause
The issues and system affecting Black Americans is a problem for everyone in America, not just the Black population
Has never been solved, while history was runnin' its course
The systemic issues that America faces have been around for a long time and have yet to be corrected
I ran hard from Jamestown, where slaves Jesus and found
Black Thought tried to escape his past in Jamestown, where slaves were forced to find refuge in religion
Demons that never be charged with malfeasance, I sat
People responsible for causing harm to the Black population have never been held accountable for their actions
Through they revival, although I never found credence, I found
Black Thought never found any solace in organized religion but found hope in other places
That we had never know shit about freedom
Despite the idea of America being a country of freedom, the Black population has never truly experienced true freedom and equality
I been charged with treason, I been scarred and freezin'
Black Thought has faced criminal charges and has been left traumatized and cold by the system
I been called a nigga, and then called a heathen
People have attacked Black Thought both racially and religiously
When hounds found me, they couldn't even tell if I was breathin'
Black Thought has been so abused by the system that he's been mistaken for dead
In America where on black man it's open season
Black people are treated like animals to be hunted in America
Lyrics ยฉ Budde Music Publishing GmbH, Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: Tariq Trotter, Delano Matthews
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
@PrinceDomG
โ๐ฝ โblackness my religion, to that Iโm dedicatedโ ๐๐ฝ
@MCJanota
Oh my god ๐ฒ thank you for this Black Thought๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ฅ
@xanthe3155
"My pen is from the future like Octavia Butlerย "๐ญ๐ญ๐ฅ๐ฅ
@zoe-nu1vy
โSins of my father my pop gave me to sufferโ generational trauma ๐๐ฝ
@magnumopus1278
Life changing bars. Thanks be unto you @blackthought for all your awesomeness. Thus shall never be lost on me. I shall fallow by example and Send It accordingly. I promise. Be well you Legend.
@rmorton19147
How can that many people dislike this real shit?
@maxwelllino2336
Fluck em ๐ฏ
@Mookaron
The truth is not meant for everyone. It's a small circle of people that get it. Everybody else wanna party.
@cdot2officialx_
Racists people, you know.
@g1churchboy
"I'm ill-fated, I'm hated, I'm hella melanated."
-Black Thought, 2021 ๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ฅ