Lift Your Fist - Guru

Yeah guru huh the roots yeah ome on y'all uh lift your fist
Uhh yeah lift your fist ome on
UhhTo 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
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
Indeed we blast refuse to kiss a**
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
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
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 coc*ine 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
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
Yo from the time they eyes open til the clock strike death
Brothers is stressed walkin around 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
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
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
Eh eh eh eh eh eh eh
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
Eh eh eh eh eh eh eh