It's That Time - Timid, Lin Que, Rachel Walker

No more excuses, we have proved that we’ll get through it

If we do it in a union of congruent focused movements

You see, the field is open for true hoping of the masses

What’s real is the notion of success through a passion

A unity of you and me, a view of trees, and a sunset

Memories of slavery but we’re not done yet

We stood in wait for dawn to break and the sun to rise

Because the son don’t rise if the sun don’t rise

But I, can hear the future calling and I’m answering

Talking to the past and then laughing because we won’t go back again

Asking them what’s the best course of action and

It’s no matter what the game, hit the lane and just win

Pour liquor for homeys and water on your seed

To honor the past and pass it on to the new breed

So yes I’m dancing on the 50-yard line

Not because it’s my song but because it’s that time

You know it’s time to get with it

No doubt gone rise

Don’t get left behind, go get it

Can’t stop, won’t stop

Follow your dreams and rise up to the top

It’s that time, you’re time

So don’t stop

They told me the revolution will not be televised

But I done seen it with my own eyes on 1−2-0−0-9

After the Apostle’s Creed, after we hung on trees

They are hanging on our words so we’re quoting Socrates

No human condition is ever permanent

So we done rose out of the ashes like a phoenix in the wind

I hope you understand that you can come with an ocean

But you cannot drown out the fire that stays blazing from within

The L to the I to the N, The Q to the U to the E

It is what you believe if you believe then you will see

It’s all up in your mind, Lin Que, Timid, the seventh sign

Spitting visine to the pupils, Helen Keller to the blind

I’m gentle when I write but I’m a dragon when I rhyme

So when I’m spitting on the mic it’s assault and battery like alkaline

To non-believers and deceivers left behind

My case in point, like porcupines

It’s not a celebration of the end of a mission

It’s admission that we can bend our wishes into submission

It’s the air of a new pathway, Cube’s good day

Whitney believing in children and love songs of Sade

We can look in the eyes of a hopeful youth

And say you have unlimited possibilities and it’s truth

It took a nation of millions and that was that facts

But now, not one of those men can hold us back

I can see what can be achieved if we

Grind like we’re trying to push a mix tape CD

Stop looking up upon those who should be looked down on

And letting yourself be a sacrificial piece like a pawn

Let’s keep it strong, remember that block is not yours

So stop living under its laws and get something much more

Opportunity’s at the door and I’ve said it before

That we are the ones that we have been waiting for