[{"id":33827739,"name":"Yonder","trackName":"Yonder","artistName":"Salaam Remi","albumName":"Black On Purpose","duration":274.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Yeah\n\nGrowing up in New York, I never went to church before\nBut down south with grandmoms I did for sure\nWalking through the door, church fans, wooden floors\nSpirit took over the little boy\nI was Holy Ghosting, speaking tongues, holy rolling\nNah, not me, that was the old ones\n\nCarolina visits in the summer to get away\nFrom the killings in the concrete jungle\nTrailways bus, Port Authority departing\nEvery time we left, they always broke in our apartment\nCouldn't understand moms leaving us in the Twig\nCity kids as a man, now I see what it did\nSimplified life, pure peace and calm\nSpirituality that helped the ancestors stay strong\nWe got some angels getting us through the storm\nAnother funeral, 'nother man gone\n\nGhetto king, ghetto king\nWhen you transition, I wish you would wear wings\nSerious, the black experience is quite deadly\nFight daily, life expectancy might vary\nIt evokes the Huey M, you woke, now you be scary\nI spoke and schools already never prepared me\nTo separate the truth from conspiracy\nLoved ones fearful my life, but they don't fear me\n\nI'm going up yonder (Going up yonder)\nI'm going up yonder (Going up yonder)\nI'm going up yonder to be with my Lord\nI'm going up yonder (Going up yonder)\nI'm going up yonder (Going up yonder)\nI'm going up yonder to be with my Lord\n\nCan't even hide from the devil in a place of worship\nCan't find peace, where they going to find God?\nLook at Charleston, look at the arson\nThey tried to shock him back to life but they lost him\nHe was a wild kid, they caught him on the humble\nComing out a chick crib, had nowhere to run to\nSomething bad happen, we pulling together\nWhile we all here, we forgot all we got is each other\n\nThis one here's for my man Hassan's moms\nThis one's for Salaam's moms\nFor Jennifer's and Nas' moms\nShe told me a lot of times\nOne day it's just gonna be you and God\nI pray that Philando's daughter gets through tomorrow\n\nWe demand justice for all\n\nUh, Miss Hudson said it all\n\nI'm going up yonder (Going up yonder)\nI'm going up yonder (Going up yonder)\nI'm going up yonder to be with my Lord\nI'm going up yonder (Going up yonder)\nI'm going up yonder (Going up yonder)\nI'm going up yonder to be with my Lord\n\nAll praises due\nIf you wanna know (Yeah, yeah)\nWhere I'm going\nWhere I'm going soon\nCheck for the church\nIf anybody asks you (Uh-huh, yeah)\nWhere I'm going\nTell 'em I'm going soon\n\nI'm going up yonder (Going up yonder)\nI'm going up yonder (Going up yonder)\nI'm going up yonder to be with my Lord\nI'm going up yonder (Going up yonder)\nI'm going up yonder (Going up yonder)\nI'm going up yonder to be with my Lord","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Yonder\n  artist: Salaam Remi\n  album: Black On Purpose\n  duration_ms: 274000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Yeah\n\n  Growing up in New York, I never went to church before\n  But down south with grandmoms I did for sure\n  Walking through the door, church fans, wooden floors\n  Spirit took over the little boy\n  I was Holy Ghosting, speaking tongues, holy rolling\n  Nah, not me, that was the old ones\n\n  Carolina visits in the summer to get away\n  From the killings in the concrete jungle\n  Trailways bus, Port Authority departing\n  Every time we left, they always broke in our apartment\n  Couldn't understand moms leaving us in the Twig\n  City kids as a man, now I see what it did\n  Simplified life, pure peace and calm\n  Spirituality that helped the ancestors stay strong\n  We got some angels getting us through the storm\n  Another funeral, 'nother man gone\n\n  Ghetto king, ghetto king\n  When you transition, I wish you would wear wings\n  Serious, the black experience is quite deadly\n  Fight daily, life expectancy might vary\n  It evokes the Huey M, you woke, now you be scary\n  I spoke and schools already never prepared me\n  To separate the truth from conspiracy\n  Loved ones fearful my life, but they don't fear me\n\n  I'm going up yonder (Going up yonder)\n  I'm going up yonder (Going up yonder)\n  I'm going up yonder to be with my Lord\n  I'm going up yonder (Going up yonder)\n  I'm going up yonder (Going up yonder)\n  I'm going up yonder to be with my Lord\n\n  Can't even hide from the devil in a place of worship\n  Can't find peace, where they going to find God?\n  Look at Charleston, look at the arson\n  They tried to shock him back to life but they lost him\n  He was a wild kid, they caught him on the humble\n  Coming out a chick crib, had nowhere to run to\n  Something bad happen, we pulling together\n  While we all here, we forgot all we got is each other\n\n  This one here's for my man Hassan's moms\n  This one's for Salaam's moms\n  For Jennifer's and Nas' moms\n  She told me a lot of times\n  One day it's just gonna be you and God\n  I pray that Philando's daughter gets through tomorrow\n\n  We demand justice for all\n\n  Uh, Miss Hudson said it all\n\n  I'm going up yonder (Going up yonder)\n  I'm going up yonder (Going up yonder)\n  I'm going up yonder to be with my Lord\n  I'm going up yonder (Going up yonder)\n  I'm going up yonder (Going up yonder)\n  I'm going up yonder to be with my Lord\n\n  All praises due\n  If you wanna know (Yeah, yeah)\n  Where I'm going\n  Where I'm going soon\n  Check for the church\n  If anybody asks you (Uh-huh, yeah)\n  Where I'm going\n  Tell 'em I'm going soon\n\n  I'm going up yonder (Going up yonder)\n  I'm going up yonder (Going up yonder)\n  I'm going up yonder to be with my Lord\n  I'm going up yonder (Going up yonder)\n  I'm going up yonder (Going up yonder)\n  I'm going up yonder to be with my Lord\n"}]