Hope (DJ Mitsu Remix
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Sometimes my hope slips away
I go through the day without a way to see past the decay
To say a better day is coming got me running my mind
Wondering if I'm cunning enough to find a new pattern of thought
Designed so I can deal with this land of concrete
'Cause them facts is ill, yo, we facing defeat
From the crease to the seas to the seeds of the ghetto
Fleas on the dog's back, half already settle
In on a lot of meddling 'cause they shoot, shoot
Do anything for the loot, loot, loot
Wicked politicians making wicked decisions
Straight lying to the public so they can begin another mission of war
Now my eyes is sore, shit's hardcore
We can all make a change, what we waiting for?
There's a million other people who feel like I feel
Too many cats is ending up with a raw deal for real
But I read a book, take a look
Put it all in perspective, ignore the crooks
Who be rocking their politics while running for president
If we want their asses kicked then let's send them prison then
'Cause it's not you versus me
But it's you and me versus the war industry
If you asking me what it is that we can do against idiots like GW
It's follow through
It's what makes you cope, it's what makes you grow
It's what makes you go against the grain
When they tell you no, but you got to show
Your friends and foes it's time for change
It's what makes you cope, it's what makes you grow
It's what makes you go against the grain
But they can't tell you no, because now you know
The Hill-er when you get home
I'm holding on like someone pushed me over the edge
So sometimes when I rhyme I just go over your head
I try to bring it down to earth without sounding berserk
It's for the people high and mighty and I'm down in the dirt
Put in work like I'm nickel and diming
Standing on the corner religious like
A shaman, I ain't fickle with rhyming
The punchlines wanna tickle your spine and picket the line
And I'll never front for you, you ain't getting consignment
People hope to get signed but today's surprise
The industry falling down right in front of their eyes
On my block, brothers don't live, brothers survive
Mothers pray through the night and hope their son is alive
Check the stoop, then the corner, then the hospital
City morgue, matter of fact, shit, I got to go
To my son's school, where they call me Brother Kweli
No time for crying, waiting or hoping like Buddy Holly
It's what makes you cope, it's what makes you grow
It's what makes you go against the grain
When they tell you no, but you got to show
Your friends and foes it's time for change
It's what makes you cope, it's what makes you grow
It's what makes you go against the grain
But they can't tell you no, because now you know
The Hill-er when you get home
I'm hoping for better days and better ways to express
I'm hoping for spiritual growth and some mental progress
Hoping I won't be choking when it's time to take the test
Of time as I'm standing in the limelight and rhyme
Will I shine? Will I be remembered as a person who took the time
And opportunity to find the goodness of his own kind?
The kindness of the mankind, the kind that makes a sinner
Give me just relax and unwind, yo, it's a state of mind
You can find me in when I'm kicking back and I'm chilling
Looking at playing children in impressive buildings
And I'm feeling that we more than the money hungry idiots
Mass marketing cats claim we be rat, they can't get with us
It's the fuss of living, looking for
A balance between taking and giving
And making a living without making a preemptive killing
Shit has got to stop, I hope we find the revolution back in hip-hop
Back in hip-hop, back in hip-hop, back in hip-hop
Back in hip-hop, back in hip-hop, back in hip-hop
Back in hip-hop, back in hip-hop, back in hip-hop
Back in hip-hop, back in hip-hop
It's what makes you cope, it's what makes you grow
It's what makes you go against the grain
When they tell you no, but you got to show
Your friends and foes it's time for change
It's what makes you cope, it's what makes you grow
It's what makes you go against the grain
When they tell you no, but you got to show
Your friends and foes it's time for change
It's what makes you cope, it's what makes you grow
It's what makes you go against the grain
But they can't tell you no, because now you know
The Hill-er when you get home
The Hill-er when you get home