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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Wyclef Jean
Guitar
johan lenox
Strings
Dwayne Verner Jr.
Bass
Isaiah Robinson
Additional Vocals
Rachel Robinson
Additional Vocals
Jabari Rayford
Additional Vocals
Tremaine Parker
Additional Vocals
Leah Robinson
Additional Vocals
Darius Dixson
Additional Vocals
Malik Yusef
Additional Vocals
Dwayne Verner
Bass
Yasmeen Al-Mazeedi
Strings
Victor Mensah
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
VIC MENSA
Composer
Wyclef Jean
Composer
johan lenox
Composer
Ali Shaheed Muhammed
Composer
Peter CottonTale
Composer
Malik Yusef
Composer
Chancelor Bennett
Composer
Darian Garcia
Composer
Alex Baez
Composer
Andrew De Caro
Composer
Aja Monet Brian “Moosa” Harrington
Composer
Carey “Iceface”
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Wyclef Jean
Producer
Papi Beatz
Producer
johan lenox
Producer
Dwayne Verner Jr.
Producer
Ali Shaheed Muhammed
Additional Producer
Smoko Ono
Additional Producer
Peter CottonTale
Additional Producer
David Kim
Mixing Engineer
Joe LaPorta
Mastering Engineer
Victor Mensah
Recording Engineer
Alex Baez
Recording Engineer
Ali M. Jackson
Producer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
There's a war going on outside
That nobody's safe from
But here in my arms
I'll keep you from harm
There's no guarantee tonight
That we will wake up
When night takes the morning
But if no alarm rings
You can count on one thing
[Verse 2]
I'll be your shelter
Emergency
Please count on me (Yeah I)
I'll be your super hero
When danger arrives
I'll be by your side (Uh)
You're my lucky dime (Uh)
[Verse 3]
Wyclef told me call 911
But who do you call when the ambulances don't come?
Or watch as the ones sworn by law protect us
Wrongfully convict us then call it corrections
Next, they bail the banks out when we in recession
And hang us in the jail cell so they can swing the elections
I walk Chicago streets where pot holes is deep and Tahoes creep like TLC
Hospital workers in scrubs with no PPE
But they got money for riot gear, my ****, we dying here, yeah
You tell me not to move with my gun
But we got more funeral homes than schools where I'm from
And on the news all you view is homicides
Tell me why it ain't no trauma units when everybody traumatized
Tryna get on your feet, playing the hand they dealt ya
If your house is not a home let this song be your shelter
[Verse 4]
I'll be your shelter
Emergency
Please count on me (Yeah I)
I'll be your super hero
When danger arrives
I'll be by your side
You're my lucky dime
[Verse 5]
It's a hundred bags under the underpass
Rumbling stomachs, cups jingle when Hummers pass
Brisk winds, summer's done, winter is coming fast
And then they Zoom teacher wonder why they don't come to class
The internet been out, the hot water been out
She moved to her aunt's house, then to her friend's couch
Abuser went to jail but that **** been out
Producer was in house, they closer then pen pals
Homeless in the home of the slaves, I wonder how that would feel
The manifested destiny a bunch of land they could steal
Think about Kenneth Walker and Philando Castile
How they only wanted to protect their family
While it's **** out here that make it worse for they folks
It's a deeper, hotter hell for the worst of these folks
It's a mystery, we never heard the murder she wrote
If we finally paid her back the whole earth would be broke
[Verse 6]
I'll be your shelter
Emergency
Please count on me (Yeah I)
I'll be your super hero
When danger arrives
I'll be by your side (Uh)
[Verse 7]
I write for my **** doing life with no possibility of parole
You playing Fortnite, that's how long you spent in a hole
Live from Death Row, free my **** Julius Jones
I had a dream that Mumia was home, I speak freedom in songs
'Cause all I see is racist faces
Where hate lives and they rape kids in cages
What kinda nation lynch Elijah McClain?
Then send us to the Middle East to die for the flag
They drive us insane to sell us medication
We demand reparations and they tell us have patience
Instead of cash payments, we get minimum wages
They give us the black plague, then send us a white savior
I found faith when I lost hope
That's when Julius reminded me of a bar I wrote
Behind bars on the yard where they dream of the street
On death row singing we could be free (We could be free)
[Verse 8]
I know you'll be my shelter from the storm
I know you'll be my shelter from the storm
Written by: Johan Lenox, Ali Shaheed Muhammed, Peter CottonTale, Malik Yusef, Victor Mensah, Nel Ust Wyclef Jean, Chancelor J. Bennett, Darian Garcia, Alex Baez, Andrew De Caro, Aja Monet Brian “Moosa” Harrington, Carey “Iceface”