04 Knowledge Is My Gold

4. Knowledge Is My Gold 🌍 Langue : English 🎯 Mental wealth — the richness of wisdom, memory, street knowledge that no one can repossess 🥁 BEAT — COPIER CE PROMPT DANS SUNO AI 🎵 BEAT SUNO AI — Style : Afro-Blues / Soul Gospel Tempo : 80 BPM — Voice : warm tenor, passionate, preacher energy on chorus Instruments : Kora (arpèges lumineux), orgue Hammond (accords gospel), guitare blues, tambourin, choeurs masculins gospel en arrière-plan Ambiance : église de village africaine, espoir lumineux, conviction profonde Prompt Suno : "Afro-soul blues gospel, kora arpeggios, Hammond organ chords, blues guitar, tambourine, male gospel backing choir, warm tenor lead vocal, uplifting, English, 80 BPM" 🎤 PAROLES COMPLÈTES [ INTRO (Kora + orgue — 4 mesures) ] [ arpèges lumineux, orgue répond ] [ VERSE 1 ] They took my land, they took my job, they took my name, But they can't reach inside my mind and take what I became, I know the seasons, know the stars, know how to heal a wound, My grandfather's wisdom plays inside me like a sacred tune. [ PRE-CHORUS ] You count my coins but you forget to count my years, All the books I read by candlelight through sweat and tears, [ CHORUS ] Knowledge is my gold, can't be repossessed, Can't be taxed or taken when I'm dispossessed, I'm wealthy in my mind in ways you cannot see, Poverty of money don't mean poverty of me. [ VERSE 2 ] My son can't afford his school fees — yes, that breaks my heart, But I teach him every evening right before the dark, The names of constellations and how to read the rain, Mental wealth is built through joy and built through every pain. [ CHORUS ] Knowledge is my gold, can't be repossessed, Can't be taxed or taken when I'm dispossessed, I'm wealthy in my mind in ways you cannot see, Poverty of money don't mean poverty of me. [ VERSE 3 ] My mother never went to school — she ran our household like a chief, She mediated every conflict, brought the neighborhood relief, They called her uneducated — that word just shows their lack, True wisdom isn't printed — you carry it in your back. [ VERSE 4 ] The day will come when my children stand on solid ground, And all that I have taught them in the dark will come around, The seeds of knowledge planted in the hardest kind of soil, Always grow the tallest — they don't need the finest oil. [ GOSPEL BRIDGE (choeurs + orgue fort) ] Oh, we are rich! (Yes we are!) Rich in spirit, rich in soul! (Say it loud!) Don't you let them make you small, When your mind can reach beyond the clouds! We are rich! (We are rich!) In ways they cannot steal — (cannot steal!) Knowledge is our inheritance, And knowledge — knowledge is real! [ CHORUS FINAL (x3) ] Knowledge is my gold, can't be repossessed, Can't be taxed or taken when I'm dispossessed, I'm wealthy in my mind in ways you cannot see, Poverty of money don't mean poverty of me.