lyrics
11-11-Heaven
I am flying...x3
V1
Gotta stay positive, gotta keep it fresh, every beat I gotta beat, til it’s dead, these feds wanna take away our first ammendment, but this is our land, man this is our land, and we will take it back, they will not hold us back, we’ll flood over their damns, the power’s in our hands, so step up, stand up, fists up, all my people fed up, some people ain’t been fed enough, starvin, while others livin large, loungin, why have we allowed this, I’m rabble rousin, tryin ta get a reaction, I can’t get no satisfaction, cuz they got me crumb snatchin, while they hog the whole loaf, the term peace officer, is a joke, you see how they did us in Oakland and Berkeley, we live in a police state, they wanna separate us, but I got love for my people, I make music with a message, I’m not just a selfish fool, I’m ridin for the revolution, how bout you...how bout you?
C
I’m more alive, than I’ve ever been...x2,
I’m so high, I’m so high, I am flyin...x2
I’m more alive, than I’ve ever been...x2,
I’m so high, I’m so high, I am flyin...x2
V2
And I’m back on top and I’m never eva fallin, this is my callin, I’m all in, voice of a generation, forget gettin wasted, I’m tryna taste greatness, it’s real basic, real simple, do good deeds, be a good dude, can you do that, ya I thought so, it’s no problem, let’s grow, and spread hope, all around the globe, with these good vibes, that penetrate your soul, you can say it’s soft but you just playin hard, you’re dead inside if you ain’t got no heart, and that’s hell, so oh well, you’re in jail, I’m free, so liberated, without worries, while you hide beyond a mirage of material things, and if you hear me, but don’t feel me, then you are probably not grown, you may be of age but you are not an adult, just a dult, dull, haters may exist but I treat em like they don’t, my light shines so bright they call me light bulb, and like some fireworks, I put on a show...let’s go
credits
from
A Jones,
released March 27, 2012
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