Like You

Everything I see an angel will give you You can take my mine through to everything Everything I see an angel will give you You can take my mine through to everything Expressions of might We overcast from underclass My elevation, my motivation From the beat of my heart To the kick and my fist raised high Now keep them fist raised high… Expressions of might We overcast from underclass My elevation, my motivation From the beat of my heart To the kick and my fist raised high Now keep them fist raised high… See we lost both kings Feel like we back in the ring Not just the back of the bus Still we back in a rut Like forty years Blood sweat and grandma’s tears Move year after year While most living in fear Future stuck on the block Caught up running from cops Mission impossible if you ain’t got no plot The land we fight for Ain’t they same they died for We been getting played out since the 2nd civil war Sell the game, we need more Feel the flame, lost souls Feel the pain of great scores Double years of monthly mess Leave them stamps for progress Hit a ballot but don’t guess Stay inform and organize Free at last before we die... It’s the greatest story told At same the time the lie unfolds Watch the bullshit unload They don’t wanna kick the truth to the youth But hip hop is the proof That the answer’s in you Expressions of might We overcast from underclass My elevation, my motivation From the beat of my heart To the kick and my fist raised high Now keep them fist raised high… Expressions of might We overcast from underclass My elevation, my motivation From the beat of my heart To the kick and my fist raised high Now keep them fist raised high… Like the last time we broke code Ending up being sold And now my people don’t wanna get out and rap this vote it’s like we stringing the rope Pushing ourselves down the river Almighty, Universal, we thinking bigger Like dominating them figures Reinvest them bless stacks Treat a bet like bet it back 2 more cribs then bet back See your hood and bet back Before long, control that In the hands of the people 12 stomps over needles Help the feeble pull up them straps Fill the pan and proact Equality is where its at Unity in numbers You got to get up, get out, get something Black, Yellow, Red and White Fist up Ready to fight… It’s the greatest story told At same the time the lie unfolds Watch the bullshit unload They don’t wanna kick the truth to the youth But hip hop is the proof That the answer’s in you See we lost both kings Feel like we back in the ring Not just the back of the bus Still we back in a rut Like forty years Blood sweat and grandma’s tears Move year after year While most living in fear... Expressions of might We overcast from underclass My elevation, my motivation From the beat of my heart To the kick and my fist raised high Now keep them fist raised high… Expressions of might We overcast from underclass My elevation, my motivation From the beat of my heart To the kick and my fist raised high Now keep them fist raised high… Everything I see an angel will give you You can take my mine through to everything Everything I see an angel will give you You can take my mine through to everything