People, it feels so good to be with me now
You scrutinize every word, every line I spit it once, refuel, and rewind I give sight to the blind, my insight through the I exercise my right to express I feel it's time It's just all in mind, what you interpret it as I say to fight, you take it as whip someones ass If you dont understand, dont even to ask A father who has grown up with a past
Who has up now to rap phenomenon that has Or at shows no difficulty multi-taskin' and jugglin' both Perhaps mastered his craft slash Who has helped launch a few more rap Whos had a few obstacles thrown his way the last half Of his career, typical Movin' past that Mr. his ass crack' Hes a act, rubber band man yeah, he just snaps back, as I lead through the darkness As I provide just enough spark that we need to Carry on, give me hope, me strength Come me and I wont steer you wrong Put your faith in your trust, as I guide us the fog To the light at the end of the we gon fight We gon charge, we gon stomp, we gon through the swamp We gon mosh through the marsh, take us right through the on
All the up top, on the side and the middle Come together, let's all form this stomp a little Just let it gradually build the front to the back All you can see is a sea of people, some white and some No matter what color, all that we're gathered together To celebrate for the same 'cause no matter the
If it rains, let it rain, yeah, the wetter, the They gon stop us, they can't, we're stronger now, more then ever tell us, "No", we say, "Yeah", they tell us, "Stop", we say, "Go" Rebel with a yell, raise hell, we gon let em know Stomp, push, shove, mush, Bush they bring our troops home, c'mon, just
Come along, follow me, as I lead the darkness As I just enough spark that we need to proceed Carry on, give me hope, me strength with me and I wont steer you wrong Put your faith in trust, as I guide us through the fog To the at the end of the tunnel we gon fight We gon charge, we gon stomp, we gon through the swamp We gon mosh through the marsh, us right through the doors on
Imagine it pourin, rainin down on us pits outside the oval office Someones to tell us somethin' Maybe this is God, just sayin' we're For this monster, coward that we have empowered This is Bin Laden, at his head noddin How could we allow somethin' this Without pumpin' our fists, now is our final hour
Let me be the voice, and strength and your choice Let me simplify the rhyme just to amplify the Try to amplify it, times it and multiply it by sixteen People are equal at this pitch Maybe we can reach Al Qaeda my speech Let the President a high anarchy Strap him with a AK 47, let him go his own war Let him impress Daddy way
No blood for oil, we got our own battles to fight on our own soil No more psychological warfare to trick us to thinkin' that we aint If we serve our own country, were patronizin' a hero Look in his eyes, its all lies the stars and stripes have been swiped Washed out and and replaced with his own face now or die, if I get sniped tonight Youll know why, cuz I you to fight
Come along, follow me, as I lead the darkness As I provide just enough that we need to proceed Carry on, me hope, give me strength Come me and I wont steer you wrong Put your faith in trust, as I guide us through the fog To the light at the end of the tunnel we gon We gon charge, we gon stomp, we gon march the swamp We gon through the marsh, take us right through the doors on
And as we proceed to mosh through this desert In closing statements, if they should argue Let us beg to differ as we set aside our And our own army to disarm this weapon Of mass destruction that we call our For the present and mosh for the future of our generation To speak and be heard, Mr. President, Mr.