Grime - Holding Hands lyrics

(Holding… holding… holding… holding… holding… holding… holding hands) (Holding… holding… holding… holding… holding… holding… holding hands) (Holding hands… holding hands… holding hands… holding hands… holding hands) Yeah (Maybe ???????) Yo… Listen! One man, one mic No cameras, no lights All real, no hype No love for police They strapped, I'm strapped Push me, I push back Man in the blue suit shook like he took crack One resolution – your execution One man, one rock, start a revolution Ghetto people stand up Break off your handcuffs Spit on a cop, throw up a fist like a Panther No jobs, no rest, projects (????) No sleep, no food, only one answer Overthrow NAFTA, spread like a cancer Poor people worldwide, under one banner No bombs, no wars, justice, democracy No slums, no bums, no one in poverty No more hypocrisy, third world equality Another world is possible, follow me Everyone I owe (Maybe ???????) And I'm prepared for d**h, send me to the cemetery One goal, freedom, by any means necessary My name legendary, you just temporary This joint turn peasants into revolutionaries There's a field of slaves I can feel their rage Nothing's changed, sh**'s still the same They k** and maim, without guilt or blame This is hip hop music, but with a bang And we comin' like a billion wise simians Throw a rock at a cop like a Palestinian Blow the lights out, storm the White House Get on the intercom and pour my mind out No freedom today, no peace for no man And someday the whole world will hold hands But today is the day for change As long as they remain, it all stays the same Poor people everywhere! (holding hands) We comin' for the world man! Watch your back! Come on! (Holding… holding… holding… holding… holding… holding… holding hands) (Holding… holding… holding… holding… holding… holding… holding hands) (Holding… holding… holding… holding… holding… holding… holding hands)