Intro: Fist in the air for the revolution Verse 1: I know the media prolly wants us to quiet down Like we can just simply forget Eric Garner or Mike Brown Right now, I think about Trayvon It’s funny cuz I ain’t felt the same with my hoodie on That’s why I’m getting my bully If you thinking that this is just a song Oh well you’re wrong I’m sounding off the record So people can get the message I’m Babe Ruth with the truth Swinging straight for the fences I’m out here in the trenches Saving those defenseless See people talk about change But do nothing to make a difference Verse 2: Yo I’m sick of hearing these mothers cry Sons and daughters victims of homicide And everybody quiet I’m so tired of the murder I grew up inspired by the likes of civil rights leaders Who sacrificed their lives in order to lead us They marched singing “Go tell it on the mountain” So their great grandchild could drink from freedom’s fountain I wonder where would we all be now Rosa Parks never took that stand by sitting down When I think about it now Would Ali still be considered the greatest if he fought in Vietnam I understand my platform The hood ain’t tryna to hear no sermon on Sunday So these songs I adapt to ’em That’s why I rap to ’em To speak some facts to ’em Verse 3: Cuz they thinking It’s all about money, cars, clothes and they k**ing it But they ignorant to the fact that they’re straight up just Willie Lynching it I’m down to go for broke to give my people hope So when they hear me what they hearing is Malcolm X with the Holy Ghost I’m a by-product of Mandela and Martin With songs that pierce the hearts of me to repent I got my fist in the air for the revolution Cross on my shoulder homie, that’s how we do it If you ain’t about the people tell me what you doing? This is Kingdom music No confusion No excuses Revolution Music Bridge #1: See, we got to get it together to make sense of it all Our ultimate downfall is we fighting the wrong war That’s if we’re even fighting at all Verse 4: So how long we just going to sit back and watch our own destruction While people that can do something choose to do nothing I’m saying We’re so more concerned with our bills than these kids getting k**ed And we’re so quick to complain instead of working toward change Who gonna teach our boys how to be men? Yo, who gonna teach our young girls to be women and not just t**ng and stripping I mean, where are the fathers? Where are the teachers? Where are the mentors and where are the leaders? It’s Revolution Music Bridge #2: One person can’t reach everybody But anybody can reach somebody If we cared It’s Revolution Music Verse 5: The same book that was used to enslave us Is now the same book that fueling our liberation It’s not just about making disciples of nations But it’s about being world shakers and difference makers That’s the call, commission, and proclamation This ain’t a song, this is a declaration It’s only right that I turn this stage into my pulpit And try to convey some truth cause all I see is confusion It’s either people sleeping or they just being foolish You got all these followers but what do you influence? It’s more than music It’s time to rep the movement You can’t complain stand for nothing and make excuses I got my fist in the air for the revolution Cross on my shoulder homie that’s how we do it If you ain’t bout the people then tell me what you doing This is Kingdom music No confusion No excuses Revolution music