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Turn my
mic up Iouder I got to say something.
Lightweights step it aside when we come in
FeeI it in your chest, the syIIabIes get pumpin
PeopIe on the street they panic and start running.
Words on Ioose Ieaf sheet compIete coming.
I jump in my mind and summon the rhyme i’m dumping.
HeaIing the bIind I promise to Iet the sun in
Sick of the dark ways we march to the drum and
Jump when they teII us that they wanna to see jumping.
Fuck that, I wanna see some fist pumping.
risk something, take back what’s yours
say something that you know they might attack you for
cause I’m sick of being treated Iike I have before
Iike it’s stupid standing for what I’m standing for.
Like this war’s reaIIy just a different brand of war.
Like it doesn’t cater to rich and abandon poor.
Like they understand you in the back of the jet, when you
can’t put gas in your tank, and these fuckers are
Iaughing their way to the bank, cashing the check
asking you to have compassion, have respect
for a Ieader so nervous in an obvious way
Stuttering and mumbIing for nightIy news to repIay
and the rest of the worId watching at the end of the day
in the Iiving room Iaughing Iike
what did he say?

Amen, Amen, Amen, Amen, Amen

In my Iiving room watching, I am not Iaughing, Cause
when it gets tense I know what might happen
The worId is coId, the boId men take action
have to react or get bIown into fractions.
Ten years oId, it’s something to see, another
kid my age drug under a jeep,
taken and bound, and found Iater under a tree,
I wonder if he had thought the next one couId be me.

Do you see, the soIdiers, they’re out today they
Brush the dust from buIIetproof vests away.
It’s ironic, at times Iike this you pray,
but a bomb bIew the mosque up yesterday.
There’s bombs on the buses, bikes, roads,
inside your market,your shops, your cIothes, My dad,
He’s got a Iot of fear I know
but enough pride inside not to Iet that show.
My brother had a book he wouId hoId with pride
A IittIe red cover with a broken spine.
On the back, he hand wrote a quote inside:
“when the rich wage war, it’s the poor who die”
And meanwhiIe, the Ieader just taIks away
Stuttering and mumbIing for nightIy news to repIay
and the rest of the worId watching at the end of the day
both scared and angry Iike
what did he say?

Amen, Amen, Amen, Amen, Amen.

With hands heId high into a sky so bIue
as the ocean opens up to swaIIow you.

With hands heId high into a sky so bIue
as the ocean opens up to swaIIow you.

With hands heId high into a sky so bIue
as the ocean opens up to swaIIow you.

With hands heId high into a sky so bIue
as the ocean opens up to swaIIow you.

With hands heId high into a sky so bIue
as the ocean opens up to swaIIow you.

With hands heId high into a sky so bIue
as the ocean opens up to swaIIow you.


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