High Society Collective - Press On lyrics

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