Lift Your Fist lyrics

Artist  : Guru 
Song : Lift Your Fist



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 [Guru]
Yeah.. Guru, huh, The Roots
Yeah, c'mon y'all uh, lift your fist
Uhh, yeah, lift your fist c'mon
(Uhh)

[Chorus: Black Thought]
To all my people, just lift your fist
Seem like it ain't no peace, no justice
How you want it, the bullet or the microchip?
Either way you got to lift your fist; we get it
down like this
To all my people, ball up your first
Seem like it ain't no peace, no justice
How you want it, the bullet or the microchip?
Either way you got to lift your fist

[Black Thought]
Yo, c'mon
We livin life close to the edge, don't push
But this ain't eighty-three and it's not the Cold
Crush
It's kids on the street strapped, huffin that
kush(?)
They eyein the next cat, livin all plush
I guess frustration make a brother do what he
must
What's the combination that can make a human
erupt
Team leaders gettin mutinied up, who couldn't
read
the signs, thinkin the day and times is (??)

[Guru]
Indeed, we blast, refuse to kiss ass
Quick fast, ready to mash cause of a bugged out
past
Swallow the pain, follow the mental terrain
It takes a hell of a man, nowadays to maintain
Garments bloodstained, face bruised and battered
Our eyes reflect the agony, of dreams that were
shattered
And they love it, when we wild out and kill our
own
but the greater responsibility, yes, is still our
own
 

[Chorus]

[Guru]
Uhh, worldwide famine, ghetto people demand
that somebody do somethin soon, and let's examine
the facts, behind the violent attacks
Behind the daily gunplay the cocaine and the
crack
Thug season - what's the reason for the treason?
Everybody's gotta eat, some gotta resort to
thievin
Take money money make money money money..

[Chorus]

[Black Thought]
Yo - from the time they eyes open til the clock
strike death
Brothers is stressed, walkin 'round holdin they
chest
They got the government surveyin they steps and
can't breathe
They dynamitin them projects to smithereens
Money comin but them days too few and far between
You tryin to taste just what the world's
offering, ya'mean?
I seen enough to make a grown man scream
Brothers thirsty and hongry to get that thing

[Guru]
Too many tears of pain, too many years of
struggle
Too many drops of blood, too many problems to
juggle
Too few jobs available, too few schools equipped
Too few role models; just gangsters and pimps
Will you succumb, will your heart grow numb
or will you save the world, and use your mind
like a gun?
I'm the one - I turn a stick-up kid to a soldier
Me and The Roots, word up, we takin over

[Chorus] w/ variations (2X)