I'm just trying to find my place. I think I found it right here.
"I just wanna do God's will"- (MKL Jr.)
Yeah. Me too.
I write for the rich I write for the poor
The disabled child and that precious unborn
The high aristocrat and those kicking down the doors
Those who voted for change and those begging for more
Those who spend hours in front of the liquor stores
The many men out there who is addicted to p**n
Those who bear fruit and those rotten to the core
The sisters selling their bodies and the ones living pure
I do this for Bushes, Obamas and Al Gores
The X's, The Du Bois', the kings, Tupac Shakurs
I do this for the shalom in the eye of the storm
Those piecing back together a life once torn
Where's our Jupiter Hammons, our new Langston Hughes
Our Wheatley's, and Wilberforce's, our Cora Tin Boons
I got a tragic word, our cultures headed for doom
But a revolution's coming in light of that bad news
A voice from above saying walk with me
When nobody listens you can talk to me
Peace be still I can hear a sound
Saying my dear child I ain't through with you now
Keep on pressing for a little bit
Keep on pressing for a little bit
Keep on pressing for a little bit
Hold on
Deep personal voids, empty in your personal joys
Little boys treating sisters like their personal toys
You searched a lot of places but you still cant find that love
Hurt cuz you thought that that s**ual contact was
Everything but the climax
I apologize to apple bottoms that I macked
I tried to eat but dared not cleave
Exploring eve's garden but knowing that I would leave
We call you a dime but that label is too cheap
You drowning in your sorrows and that's too deep
I'm done being a player we some new coaches
When Pharaoh oppose us, then we play Moses
No Fear to succeed or fear to achieve
When we can't breath from fear we speak on my knees
Like Lord thank you for the path now
You made straight the street that we walk down now.
A voice from above saying walk with me
When nobody listens you can talk to me
Peace be still I can hear a sound
Saying my dear child I ain't through with you now
Keep on pressing for a little bit
Keep on pressing for a little bit
Keep on pressing for a little bit
Hold on
Yeah
Keep on pressing for a little bit
Keep on pressing for a little bit
Keep on pressing for a little bit
For a little bit, 'cause He ain't through with you now
"And He's allowed me to go up to the mountain, and I've looked over. And I've seen the promised land. I may not get there with you. But I want you to know tonight, that we as a people, will get to the promised land. So I'm happy tonight, I'm not worried about anything. I'm not fearing any man. My eyes have seen the glory of the coming of the Lord." - Martin Luther King Jr.
Keep on pressing for a little bit
Keep on pressing for a little bit
Keep on pressing for a little bit
Hold on, 'cause He ain't through with you now