Lyrics Lift Your Fist - Guru
Yeah
Guru,
huh,
The
Roots
Yeah,
c'mon
y'all
uh,
lift
your
fist
Uhh,
yeah,
lift
your
fist
c'mon
To
all
my
people,
just
lift
your
fist
Seem
like
it
ain't
no
peace,
no
justice
How
you
want
it,
the
bullet
or
the
microchip?
Either
way
you
got
to
lift
your
fist
We
get
it
down
like
this
To
all
my
people,
ball
up
your
first
Seem
like
it
ain't
no
peace,
no
justice
How
you
want
it,
the
bullet
or
the
microchip?
Either
way
you
got
to
lift
your
fist
Yo,
c'mon
We
livin'
life
close
to
the
edge,
don't
push
But
this
ain't
eighty-three
and
it's
not
the
cold
crush
It's
kids
on
the
street
strapped,
huffin'
that
kush
They
eyein'
the
next
cat,
livin'
all
plush
I
guess
frustration
make
a
brother
do
what
he
must
What's
the
combination
that
can
make
a
human
erupt
Team
leaders
gettin'
mutinied
up,
who
couldn't
read
The
signs,
thinkin'
the
day
and
times
is
[Incomprehensible]
Indeed,
we
blast,
refuse
to
kiss
ass
Quick
fast,
ready
to
mash
cause
of
a
bugged
out
past
Swallow
the
pain,
follow
the
mental
terrain
It
takes
a
hell
of
a
man,
nowadays
to
maintain
Garments
bloodstained,
face
bruised
and
battered
Our
eyes
reflect
the
agony,
of
dreams
that
were
shattered
And
they
love
it,
when
we
wild
out
and
kill
our
own
But
the
greater
responsibility,
yes,
is
still
our
own
To
all
my
people,
just
lift
your
fist
Seem
like
it
ain't
no
peace,
no
justice
How
you
want
it,
the
bullet
or
the
microchip?
Either
way
you
got
to
lift
your
fist
We
get
it
down
like
this
To
all
my
people,
ball
up
your
first
Seem
like
it
ain't
no
peace,
no
justice
How
you
want
it,
the
bullet
or
the
microchip?
Either
way
you
got
to
lift
your
fist
Uhh,
worldwide
famine,
ghetto
people
demand
That
somebody
do
somethin'
soon,
and
let's
examine
The
facts,
behind
the
violent
attacks
Behind
the
daily
gun
play
the
cocaine
and
the
crack
Thug
season
what's
the
reason
for
the
treason?
Everybody's
gotta
eat,
some
gotta
resort
to
thievin'
Take
money,
money,
make
money,
money,
money
To
all
my
people,
just
lift
your
fist
Seem
like
it
ain't
no
peace,
no
justice
How
you
want
it,
the
bullet
or
the
microchip?
Either
way
you
got
to
lift
your
fist
We
get
it
down
like
this
To
all
my
people,
ball
up
your
first
Seem
like
it
ain't
no
peace,
no
justice
How
you
want
it,
the
bullet
or
the
microchip?
Either
way
you
got
to
lift
your
fist
Yo,
from
the
time
they
eyes
open
'til
the
clock
strike
death
Brothers
is
stressed,
walkin'
'round
holdin'
they
chest
They
got
the
government
surveyin'
they
steps
and
can't
breathe
They
dynamitin'
them
projects
to
smithereens
Money
comin'
but
them
days
too
few
and
far
between
You
tryin'
to
taste
just
what
the
world's
offering,
ya'mean?
I
seen
enough
to
make
a
grown
man
scream
Brothers
thirsty
and
hungry
to
get
that
thing
Too
many
tears
of
pain,
too
many
years
of
struggle
Too
many
drops
of
blood,
too
many
problems
to
juggle
Too
few
jobs
available,
too
few
schools
equipped
Too
few
role
models,
just
gangsters
and
pimps
Will
you
succumb,
will
your
heart
grow
numb
Or
will
you
save
the
world,
and
use
your
mind
like
a
gun?
I'm
the
one
I
turn
a
stick-up
kid
to
a
soldier
Me
and
The
Roots,
word
up,
we
takin'
over
To
all
my
people,
just
lift
your
fist
Seem
like
it
ain't
no
peace,
no
justice
How
you
want
it,
the
bullet
or
the
microchip?
Either
way
you
got
to
lift
your
fist
We
get
it
down
like
this
To
all
my
people,
ball
up
your
first
Word
up
it
ain't
no
peace,
no
justice
How
you
want
it,
the
bullet
or
the
microchip?
To
all
my
people,
just
lift
your
fist
How
you
want
it
there's
no
peace,
no
justice
From
the
bullet
or
even
form
the
microchip?
Either
way
you
got
to
lift
your
fist
We
get
it
down
like
this
[Incomprehensible]
lift
your
fist
Come
on
my
people
yo
it
ain't
no
justice
Dig
it,
uh,
uh
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1 Intro
2 Keep Your Worries
3 Hustlin' Daze
4 All I Said
5 Certified
6 Plenty
7 Lift Your Fist
8 Guidance
9 Interlude (Brooklyn Skit)
10 Supa Love
11 No More
12 Where's My Ladies?
13 Night Vision
14 Who's There?
15 Mashin' Up Da World
16 Timeless
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