Heads Up Eyes Open

[Intro: Talib Kweli]

Take it to the top

Yea, that's where we at with it, hah

Take it to the top

Just cause you are a character, uh

Don't mean you have character

We taking stock right now

You ready? Let's go

[Verse 1: Talib Kweli]

A wise man know what he know, and what he doesn't

If he's not really sure what he's saying, he don't discuss it

A righteous man walks the earth without judgment

And loves his enemies enough to deliver justice

A pious man relies on religion for his direction

At times he introspective, but his biblehood never questioned

A dying man will make a confession, try to get into heaven

Thinking his lifestyle is blocking his blessing

A violent man will stock up on weapons and go to war for his

Get post-traumatic stress disorder, become an officer

A man of peace uses his words in different mediums

He'll bleed for his beliefs practicing civil disobedience

An honest man knows only liars are scared of the truth

His word is his bond but his action's always the proof

A faithful man never need evidence to believe

But still he gotta work for the blessings that he receives

Let's go

[Chorus: Yummy Bingham]

Sometimes it's hard to believe

In what you don't see or understand

But the picture is so much bigger

Than what we could even imagine

It's hard to feel better

When the weight of the world make you feel sadder

Put your faith into action

Heads up and eyes open

[Verse 2: Rick Ross]

Top tier niggas blossomed in the basement

All the nights that we were lacking those refreshments

Rain down, thunderstorm with the flows

Articulate with the bounce now I'm back like I'm Derrick Rose

Once the one on the bench with the snotty nose

Nefertiti would hold me when I was cold

Communion Sunday, my twenties went in the bowl

Forgive me Lord for them bitches the night before

Business deals and the Bentleys I can't afford

Gotta be the example for children to do their chores

Blowing weed smoke on the cover of The Source

Rolling Stones, on the gone, it was the boss

Fallen soldier on his own so we march

Roll up a bag of that weed, therefore I spark

Recite the Quran, I'm in the dark

Devil knocking on my door, he like a narc

[Chorus: Yummy Bingham]

Sometimes it's hard to believe

In what you don't see or understand

But the picture is so much bigger

Than what we could even imagine

It's hard to feel better

When the weight of the world make you feel sadder

Put your faith into action

Heads up and eyes open

[Verse 3: Talib Kweli]

No excuses, if I start it then I'll see it through

God is what I see in you so you might as well believe in you

Think what you see on TV's true? The media deceiving you

They misrepresenting, misquoting then they misleading you

Belief is a funny thing, in case you're wondering

If they want the ring, they coming for the throne like they the sons of kings

These average rappers is acting up for the dough

Yeah I tell you what I believe but I back it up with what I know (oh!)

It's the facts versus the facts simile, your raps killing me

My last victory was great moments in Black history

I celebrated with a bottle I just brought back from Italy

And some loud, I got super packs like I backed Hillary

Lost in desire, I walked through the Devil's fire

I inspire the resurrection of kings like Hezekiah

The trust you put in me to be a, beast with this rhyming

That's where the rubber meets the road and where your faith meets science

Let's go

[Chorus: Yummy Bingham]

Sometimes it's hard to believe

In what you don't see or understand

But the picture is so much bigger

Than what we could even imagine

It's hard to feel better

When the weight of the world make you feel sadder

Put your faith into action

Heads up and eyes open

[Outro: Talib Kweli & Yummy Bingham]

Take it to the top, take it to the top

Yeah, yeah, take it to the top, take it to the top

Take it to the top, take it to the top