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[Intro: Taelor Gray]
On that rough side
Said I'm comin' up, yeah
Go like this

[Hook: Taelor Gray]
Said I'm comin' up on the rough side of the mountain, of the mountain
Said I'm comin' up on the rough side of the mountain, of the mountain
Go like this
Yeah, said I'm doing my best, woo!
Yeah, said I'm doing my best, yeah

[Verse 1: Taelor Gray]
A raisin in the sun, the hazel in my son's eyes
Will juxtapose complex stories of Cliff Huxtable
Yo, rest in peace to them fairytales
But let 'em die with dignity, ride the middle passage of our history
When you tear us down we keep on standin' up
And when you wear us down we keep that banner up
High, fly over us you really can't tell
Prophesying from that Birmingham jail
I wish that I could tell the King it wasn't just a dream
How many of our brilliant minds was hangin' from a tree
That's why I look so solemn when you ask me what's the problem
Got both my knees down when I'm kneelin' next to Colin
Like, I don't see myself gettin' up too soon
I tarry in the spirit until I'm in that upper room
See them cloven tounges of fire got me speakin' in yo dialect
A nappy-headed rebel came to tell you we ain't dyin' yet
We was murdered, we was torn from our families
Deserted in the face of Reconstruction we converted
To that everlasting life, sound like preachin', it's a sermon
It's a servant taking back his power, give me back my personhood
We reappear in rhythms
Singin' spirituals from prisons
We pickin' up the pieces from the system
But you ain't never seen me like a victim
Look, I will rise and greater is the power from my God
Never cater to the cowards in disguise
Let this labor take the lessons to my children at my side
As we imagine heaven takin' earth by surprise
We gon' fly, with, with them wings that Angie Davis gave us
Still in certain places revolution couldn't take us
Started writin' this while I'm listenin' to Solange
Feel like everything I'm writin' comin' out like so lost
Takin' "Black Lives Matter" to the slums
With an open Bible, show them what we can become
I'm readin' Paul's letters and some Stokley Carmichael
The mirror is my beauty and my own archrival
Look, if you ever see me lockin' arms in marches
Best believe that I've been spendin' time up in Mark 6
Walkin' on the waters when He calls
It's so many rivers to the cross

[Hook: Taelor Gray]
I'm comin' up on the rough side of the mountain, of the mountain
I'm comin' up on the rough side of the mountain, of the mountain
Like this
Yeah, said I'm doing my best, woo!
Yeah, said I'm doing my best, yeah

[Outro:]
Said I'm doin' my best to my best to make it here
Said I'm doin' my best to my best to make it here
To see you Lord