Video Harlem Renaissance de Ajax The Lesser 2025 Lyrics Lyrics

Ajax The Lesser - Harlem Renaissance Lyrics

[Chorus 1: Ajax the Lesser]
I want the Harlem Renaissance to comeback
I want them sunny Sundays with grandmas in sun-hats
I think I’d really really enjoy that
Every hour’s a golden one, and we taking sun baths

[Verse 1: Ajax the Lesser]
Sun bathe in a number of ways
Sun rays be good for raisins and a number of plays
No one could match MLK
In the way that he prayed
X out Malcolm’s outcome
Give that man a parade
I want the poetry to flow out just like water
With a black father present for every black son and daughter
Stop the captors from killing us, put an end to the slaughter
And if we die its from old age, we don’t exit as martyrs
End the cycle of Garners
We never leave the stage
I blow the trumpets and blast the horn that Lena played
Incarceration rates lower than the price of Katrina aid
Cause if all we do is shoot shots then let the young dreamers fade
That’s what they tell us tho, in how they act
That’s what they let us know, its far from facts
Cause if they’d let us grow, their fear of blacks
Might double over like seven fold
Need to relax though
Need to relax
[Chorus 2: Ajax the Lesser]
I want the Harlem Renaissance to comeback
I want them sunny Sundays with grandmas in sun-hats
I think I’d really really enjoy that
Every hour’s a golden one, and we taking sun baths

I want the Harlem Renaissance to return
I want the prosperity that we warned
Sick of lessons to learned
Cause even phoenix’s pre birth had to be burned

[Verse 2: Ajax the Lesser]
And everything we know, is everything we got
And every plant we grow, is every plant we brought
Cause every seed we sow, won’t ever meet with rot
Give us a piece of life
Give us the Peace of God
Give us any and everything that we pray for
Give us the wealth on our names some of us play for
Livelihoods my be a game but it is more than fame and a 2k score
Don’t even know what else to say Lord

[Bridge: dani]
Come back, come back, come back, come back

[Verse 3: dani]
We move from coast to coast
Families go from ghost to ghost
Carry that weight often
Never ending auction
They wonder why I’m mad
I wonder why they killing us, why they killing us
Never giving us, always getting us
Try to make it on our own, if you’re feeling us, oh
Now my skin is tough
Always stuck in what was
Never being enough
Wait for love
Thats patient and kind
Know whats best for my mind
Keep the past close, leave hate behind
And learn how to fly
[Outro: dani]
I want the Harlem Renaissance to comeback
I want them sunny Sundays with grandmas in sun-hats
I think I’d really really enjoy that