Due Progress - CYNE

In these so-called last days, I’m hanging life with its dirty hanger

With the hands of love while my words incite anger

It’s far from orthodox, yet I swore to God I’d plot

To move people close to the truth.

Then we could set up shop

When knowing everybody in my house is growing

I am the party people «slash» the lyrical poet

Throwing bows and a fist in the air here in America

I stand, the ghost of Bigger Thomas I am

Here to redeem hope, seen dreams float—fuck a steamboat

I paddle right up Shit’s Creek, ready to battle

Travel lands.

I’m seeking fans.

Truth is in the man

From the motherland and friends to far east Japan

People coming out the darkness, approaching the light

Like a younger, black Lois Lane, I’m close to the fight.

It’s like:

Reminisce of them days back in Africa

Bendin' rhyme boy, respect my habitat

I got love to spit on a hype track

Provided by Speck.

Cise Star, where’s your head at?

A wrinkle in time, watching movies made for the blind

Got me in a cage, one more page written in rhymes

Sparking a spliff.

Testaments written in hieroglyphs

Spreading apocalypse in my Prime—still a Optimus

Crumble Necropolis.

King ruling Metropolis

Walking my exodus effortless to the promised land

Serving the sands of time, high winds’ll change, soul

Raised with hope, fly by dark clouds of bane

Sipping elixirs, drinking my sorrow mixed with liquors

Fighting the system, bucking the ceiling hurting my feelings

Hitting my head against hardships, so words said against me

Better squeeze again, son, because you missed me

Uh

Yeah, people, we got to believe in one mind, one God, one future to see

Y’all feel?

We gonna make it with the power to be one mind, one God, one destiny

People, listen.

It’s like we got to believe in one mind, one God,

one future to see

Y’all feel?

We gonna make it with the power to be one mind, one God,

and one destiny

Believing in dreams.

See, now I’m envisioning things

In a new light, I move like a fish in the spring

Remain visible.

I chose to rhyme—it was feasible

You didn’t ride the labels again?

Yo, you pleasing who?

Not we.

Got these stars from another

Planet.

Who can’t understand it?

I let it hover

Above the city, searching for truth to reconcile committee

Like Bishop Tutu, CYNE.

I thought you knew who’s

Here to make surrender obligant and we foolproof

Ayyo, check it out.

We foolproof

I stand on top of buildings, talking to devils, refusing their beers

After fasting for forty bars, here to save the kids

Not in Jesus Christ, to a star, stay immaculate

My methods are Methodist while we banging on Baptist

A rap rapture, telling the slave master

«Let my people go before I cause a new disaster»

Out of the projects to the motherland.

Regardless

Of many hardships, me and my people gonna progress

People, it’s like we got to believe in one mind, one God, one future to see

Y’all feel?

We gonna make it with the power to be one mind, one God,

and one destiny

People, listen.

It’s like we got to believe in one mind, one God,

one future to see

Y’all feel?

We gonna make it with the power to be one mind, one God,

and one destiny