Yummy Bingham - Heads Up Eyes Open lyrics

[Intro: Talib Kweli] Take it to the top Yea, that's where we at with it Take it to the top Just cause you are a character 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 bible he'll never question 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 lies are scared of the truth His word is his bond, but his action's always to prove 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, I 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 n***as blossomed in the basement All the nights that we were lacking those refreshments Rain down, thunder storm 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 Never [?] would hold me when I was cold Communion Sunday, my twenties, went in the [?] Forgive me lord for them b**hes the night before [?] and these 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 [?] 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, I 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 misrepresent and misquote and 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 Yea I tell you what I believe, but I back it up with what I know It's the facts versus the facts simile, your raps k**ing me My last victory was great moments of 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, I 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 Take it to the top, take it to the top Take it to the top, take it to the top