Lately I've been in a life like limbo Looking out of a smudged up window We're not sure where our lives are going Friends, it's summer outside but yet we're snowed in Don't know where our next dollar's coming from Living the life of a poor musician Headliner's strong so he keeps his 9 to 5 Cutting brothers' hair as a means of staying alive If it wasn't for the rhythm I think we would have given up by now This system has gotten the best of me Now I pray for God to invest in me My dignity, invest his glory Give me the strength so I can finnish the story Keep on searching for the right way to go out coz going out is what it's all about huh! You can't be passive, gotta be active Can't go with what looks attractive Gotta learn all I can while I'm able Headliner expresses his feeling on those turntables When we get our chance to make a good living of the music we program We don't sell out just to be sold out Brothers and sisters, do you know what I'm yapping about ? Coz if they take away our contract we still got talent and we still got contacts Coz we're worked real hard to get this far We're catching the bus before we bought the car Ya see !
[CHORUS:] [Give a man a fish, and he'll eat for a day Teach him how to fish and he'll eat forever] (2x)
Got to get political Political I gotta get Grown but can't hold my own So this government needs to be overthrown Brothers with the AKs and the 9 MMs need to learn how to correctly shoot'em Save those rounds for a revolution Poor whites and blacks bumrushing the system But I tell you: Ain't no room for gangstaz Coz ganstaz do dirty work and get pimped by mobsters Some fat Italian eating pasta 'n lobster Brothers getting jailed and mobsters own the coppers so you you want out of the ghetto First the political prisoners must be let go And you must let go of your power master You'll never get out without much discipline Raise your fist but also raise your children So when you die the movement moves on Coz with revolution, ain't no future in front o' y'all haha! Direct your anger, love Nothing's ever built on hate, instead love Love your life, tackle the government The spooks that break down the door are heaven sent and my phrase went...
Rhythm makes you move your body, rhythm makes you move your mind Rhythm makes your elbows groove, rhythm makes that behind move Rhythm makes the people move, rhythm makes you want to move Rhythm makes your mind soothe, next stop is Jerusalem