Lyrics

[Verse 1] Uh Bring that beat in, sound the drums A single finger in the air amid a thousand plums Hitchhikin' outta here on the back of a truck My message is the snare drowning out the pounding [?] (come on) I'm not the same shit you've heard before My heart is the beat on the first and fourth Hip-hop isn't dead, this is urban law We'll drag that horse to water and make it thirst for more Turn a trickle to a stream and a stream to a geyser Our dreams are the fire that'll burst [?] Breakdance on the soapbox, the curb is formed Music is our white flag on an earth at war Discontent is the anvil where these words are formed The fuel on the fire that you burnt this for This song goes out to those who've heard the call If the law serves the rich then we'll serve the poor, come on [Chorus] Every face in this crowd has an ear for the sound And an eye on our way, way, down Every fist in the air, waving it like they cared That our people are weighed, weighed down Everybody at the stage who can catch my gaze Just to tell me that they're weighed, weighed down By every minute of the day That we waste not changing our ways [Verse 2] Drop that beat [?] settle the groove in I'll do what I gotta do to get you to tune in My inner child's off cutting sick on the mood swings But playground tactics are the reason I do this (come on) Ain't it sick that we hide from the truth Till advice on a loop makes us look past the movie screen All these films 'bout aliens and space ships Might amaze kids who forget that their the future's bleak All right, yeah, we're kind of on a losing streak But won't forget a victory for a few defeats at least Racism isn't even what it used to be The man can barely even draw that gap between blue and green And though I do complain we are truly free We are still who we choose to be We are still, but we move to a beat So when they ask why, I'll tell 'em I choose to speak [Chorus] Every face in this crowd has an ear for the sound And an eye on our way, way, down Every fist in the air, waving it like they cared That our people are weighed, weighed down Everybody at the stage who can catch my gaze Just to tell me that they're weighed, weighed down By every minute of the day That we waste not changing our ways [Verse 3] For every head I offend with the lyrics I take down Or women I've loved who might break down For all my family and friends, I hope we stand at the end I can't edit a word, it's too late now For every face in the crowd that I make proud 'Cause we've all taken hits, but won't stay down I might never say I'm great, but I'm grateful 'Cause I don't believe that a king would ever wear that fake crown [Chorus] Every face in this crowd has an ear for the sound And an eye on our way, way, down Every fist in the air, waving it like they cared That our people are weighed, weighed down Everybody at the stage who can catch my gaze Just to tell me that they're weighed, weighed down By every minute of the day That we waste not changing our ways