Let the choir sing and can I get a amen?
We made another day so
Now the congregation breathes
And lights another candle for the fallen man
And their voices cry a river through the echo of their harmonies
And those who remain standing on the rubble
Now branded with the scars of battle
Candidly developed thru the dark room
Their images a stark view of life under the bell jar

Sylvia ain't know the half of where our hell start where
Shots ring when angels get their wings and devils on patrol use bodies for targeting. Shit
We almost make this thing seem rather easy
So cool while yo crew coon for tv
While our grandmothers weep in their graves
Their memories deeply in vain
There’s change brewing and the remedy is steeped in our pain. I’ll sleep when I’ve lain in the belly of the earth, until
Then I’ll keep beating on your brain til I’m heard

HOOK:
If you know what I know
Then you won't be afraid to grow
If your mind is on high
You won't scared to fly

I used to be afraid of revealing my feelings freely
I put a cap on emotions- hoping they’re trapped by the ceiling. Impact of the worlds weight was too much for my shoulders, like atlas I held my fate cuz I failed to embrace my blessed healing
And building don’t seem to be an option no more
Everytime we lay the mortar, bricks are knocked to the floor
So pyramids are still in utero, dreams are now aborted
While prolifers shame us so their ghosts are haunting our thoughts
Am I guilty-of course
I’ve strayed from the course
When empty pages make me question my choice
And I leave the mic alone
Leave the babies souls exposed to withstand the fight alone
I can't do it
That’s something my conscience will not condone

So I pledge allegiance to the freedom fighters blood that won't settle in my bones
I do it for every ghetto imbedded with broken homes
And better my flow with every poem that I propose
And hope that you get my letters addressed to the future, gone

HOOK:
If you know what I know
Then you won't be afraid to grow
If your mind is on high
You won't scared to fly

I’m not the last but I’m last of dying breed
The most wanted mc born of a dire need
I want you all to feel what really inspires me
I hold up the mirror so you’re reflected inside of me

I write to give life to these rhymes they just might be the kind to free a nation-pass the mic and I’ll try
To make a thinker out an idling mind
They say im out of my mind
To think we can be saved with music
I’ll prove you wrong on my release date
See you on that Tuesday
I’ll be with them fives slinging hope like them white cakes. shaking sleeping gods and hoping that they might wake
With heavy enough bars to rattle on the light-weight
How many times have I advised you
To take heed and to allow your eyes to
Widen to the possibilities of
Freedom thru a major melody set to minor keys
Well here you have it
P.s. from the mighty starseed."-Sa-Roc

HOOK:
If you know what I know
Then you won't be afraid to grow
If your mind is on high
You won't scared to fly