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SOTD: We could be free

I’ve been listening to Chicago rapper Vic Mensa for a little while now and have really gotten into some of his songs. He sings a little but mostly raps. It’s a really nice combination and his production style compliments the vocals very well.

One of my favorite Vic tracks is We Could Be Free. It’s off his latest release and talks about coming together and seeing enemies as brothers.  He also performed the song at one of the March For Our Lives events. Watch the video and hear the song below.

[Intro: Vic Mensa]
Love, love, haha, yeah

[Hook: Vic Mensa]
We could be free
If we only knew we were slaves to the pains of each other
One thing I believe, I could learn
To see my enemy as my brother
Then we could be free, truly
And love could wash away all the sorrows
I'm not afraid to bleed, if it means
We'll make a better today, not tomorrow

[Verse 1: Vic Mensa]
One day I dream of telling my momma
"You ain't gotta work no more"
Same for my father, born in Ghana
Down on that dirt road floor
As far as he came I can't complain
But pain is so subjective
Spend so much time countin' issues
I forget to count my blessings
Watch my cousins back at home
Getting water out a well
While I watched my brother stacking stone
Whippin' water by the scale
Tryna' get a mill' on the other side
They ain't got a meal, we don't recognize we in heaven
So we think we live in hell

It's been getting kinda hard to tell, but

[Intro: Vic Mensa]
Love, love, haha, yeah

[Hook: Vic Mensa]
We could be free
If we only knew we were slaves to the pains of each other
One thing I believe, I could learn
To see my enemy as my brother
Then we could be free, truly
And love could wash away all the sorrows
I'm not afraid to bleed, if it means
We'll make a better today, not tomorrow

[Verse 1: Vic Mensa]
One day I dream of telling my momma
"You ain't gotta work no more"
Same for my father, born in Ghana
Down on that dirt road floor
As far as he came I can't complain
But pain is so subjective
Spend so much time countin' issues
I forget to count my blessings
Watch my cousins back at home
Getting water out a well
While I watched my brother stacking stone
Whippin' water by the scale
Tryna' get a mill' on the other side
They ain't got a meal, we don't recognize we in heaven
So we think we live in hell

It's been getting kinda hard to tell, but

[Intro: Vic Mensa]
Love, love, haha, yeah

[Hook: Vic Mensa]
We could be free
If we only knew we were slaves to the pains of each other
One thing I believe, I could learn
To see my enemy as my brother
Then we could be free, truly
And love could wash away all the sorrows
I'm not afraid to bleed, if it means
We'll make a better today, not tomorrow

[Verse 1: Vic Mensa]
One day I dream of telling my momma
"You ain't gotta work no more"
Same for my father, born in Ghana
Down on that dirt road floor
As far as he came I can't complain
But pain is so subjective
Spend so much time countin' issues
I forget to count my blessings
Watch my cousins back at home
Getting water out a well
While I watched my brother stacking stone
Whippin' water by the scale
Tryna' get a mill' on the other side
They ain't got a meal, we don't recognize we in heaven
So we think we live in hell

It's been getting kinda hard to tell, but

Overall I love this song and direction of hip-hop. I wouldn’t say that right now Vic is huge but to me it’s songs like this that could get him even further.  I love a song with a message.

kk