Help...!!
hands held high...
Turn mic up louder, I got to say something...
Lightweights stepping aside when we come in
feel it in your chest, the syllables get pumping
people on the street then panic and start running
Words on loose leaf sheet, I summon the rhyme I'm dumping
Healing the blind, I promise let the sun in
sick of the dark ways we match to the drumming
Jump when they tell us that they wanna see jumping
F**k that, I wanna see some fists pumping
list someting, take back what's yours
Say someting that you know they might attack you for
Cause I'm sick of be treated like I had before
Like it's stupid standing for what I'm standing for
Like the way is really just a different brand of war
Like it doesn't cater to rich and abandon poor
Like they understand you, in the back of their jet
When you can't put gas in your tank, these F**kers are laughing their way to the bank and cashing their check
Asking you to have the passion and have some respect
FOr a leader so nervous in an obvious way
stuttering and mumbling for nightly news to replay
and the rest of the world watching at the end of the day
In the living room, laughing like "what did he say"
Amen...
Amen...
Amen...
Amen...
Amen...
In my living room, watching it, I'm not laughing
cause when it gets tense, I know what might happen
The world is cold, the bold men take action
Have to react or get blown into fractions
As 10 years old, it's something to see
Another kid my age drugged under a Jeep
Taken and bond and found later under a tree
I wonder if he had thought the next one could be me
Do you see the soldiers are out today?
They brush the dust from bulletproof vests away
It's ironic, at times like this you'd pray
But a bomb blew the mosque up yesterday
There is bombs on the buses, bikes, roads, inside your market, your shops and your clothes
My dad, he's got a lot of fear, I know but enough pride inside not to let that show.
My brother had a book he would hold with pride
A little red cover with a broken spine on the back
He hand-wrote a quote inside
When the rich wage war, it's the poor who die
meanwhile, the leader just talks away
The rest of the world watching at the end of the day
Both scared and angry, like" what did he say "
Amen...
Amen...
Amen...
Amen...
Amen...
With hands held high into the skies above
the ocean opens up to swallow you
explain the lrc from Linkin Park,--hands held high in Chinese....
Thank a lOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOt !!!!!!!
( o^v^o ) !!!!