[Intro: Martin Luther King Jr. speech sample]
"We’ve got some difficult days ahead
But it really doesn’t matter with me now (Yes!)
Because I’ve been to the mountaintop (Yes!)
I don’t mind (Yes!)
Like anybody, I would like to live a long life
Longevity has its place
But I'm not concerned about that now
I just want to do God's will
And He's allowed me to go up to the mountain (Go 'head!)
And I've looked over (Talk to 'em...)
And I've seen the Promised Land
I may not get there with you
But I want you to know tonight (Yes!!!)
That we, as a people, will get to the Promised Land! (Go 'head! Go 'head!)
So I'm happy, tonight
I'm not worried about anything, I'm not fearing any man!
Mine eyes have seen the glory
Of the coming of the Lord!!"
[Verse 1: Jay Electronica]
Boom, bash, dash
I had to break, I had to get away
Pack my bags, headed for Greyhound, it was a Monday
Time to start my mission
I felt that burning feeling in my soul, I had to listen
I had this re-ocurring dream from the stage, in a suit with a fade
I had set the game ablaze and they threw me a parade
I stacked a little change and took my family out the caves
But I was trapped in a maze, like a lab rat
And at the bottom of the barrel, where they keep the crabs at
No Geico, no Aflac, nothing to fall back on
But the streets where niggas cussed out the police and sold they crack on
Better known as "back home"
Where they treat the Arabs and the Spanish and the Blacks wrong
"There he go with that song"
You may be tired, but I spit when I'm inspired
From the Lord of the worlds, 'cause the Devil is a liar
[Chorus: Tone Trezure, Jay Electronica]
Say, I've seen the lightning flashing (Yes, I did, see flashing)
And I've seen the thunder roar
But you can't (You can't keep me down for long)
Because I'm getting stronger ('Cause I keep getting stronger)
Oh yeah... (Here we go)... oh, yeah
[Verse 2: Jay Electronica]
My style is like a shot of Jack Daniels, a baby grand piano
Lightnin' Hopkins, smokin' cigs, strummin' on the banjo
The son of man's the son of a gun with hella ammo
Sheriffs shootin' Bob Marley, John J. Rambo
Six sextillion, 19 million, the holy pyramids say we all Allah's children
Voodoo for the pilgrims who bring weapons and conceal 'em
They silence you with force and then indoctrinate the children
Yo Gabba Gabba, Ahmadinejad will
Blow up your apartment if you don’t observe the Sabbath
I look the Devil in his eye and say, "Abracadabra"
Then drown 'im in the mighty light his brain couldn’t fathom
Scrappin' every day, just like Fight Club
A "Thriller" and a "Smooth Criminal," like Mike was
[Chorus: Tone Trezure]
Say, say... I've seen the lightning flashing (Yes, I did, see flashing)
And I've seen the thunder roar
But you can't (You can't keep me down for long)
'Cause I'm getting stronger ('Cause I keep getting stronger)
Oh yeah... oh, yeah
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