Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Hope, artist - Pete Philly.
Date of issue: 08.05.2006
Song language: English
Hope |
Sometimes my hope slips away, I go through the day |
Without a way to surpass 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, design |
So I can deal with this land of concrete |
Cause them, facts is ill yo, we facing defeat |
From the trees to the seas, to the seeds of the ghetto |
The fleas on the dog’s back have already settled, in |
On a lot I don’t meddle in cause they shoot (shoot, shoot) |
Do anything for the loot (loot, loot) |
We got politicians making wicked decisions |
Straight lying to the public so |
They can make begin another mission of war |
And my eyes are sore, shits 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 |
We be rocking they politricks, while running for president |
If we want their asses kicked, then let’s set a precedent |
Cause it’s not you versus me |
But it’s you and me versus the war industry |
If you asking of me |
What it is we can do against idiots like G. W |
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 healing when you get hope |
Yeah, I’m holding on like someone pushed me over the edge |
So sometimes when I rhyme, it just go over ya head |
I try to bring it down to earth without sounding berserk |
It’s for the people high and mighty and them down in the dirt |
Put in work like a nickle or diamond |
Standing on the corner religious like a shaman |
I ain’t fickle with rhymin' |
The punchlines why they tickle your spine and picking the line |
And I’m never fuck with you |
You can’t get a consignment |
People hope to get signed, but today’s a surprise |
The industry falling down right in front of their eye |
On my block brothers don’t live, brother survive |
Mothers pray through the night and hope they son is alive |
Check the stoop then the corner then the hospital |
Our city mourn, matter a fact shit I got to go |
To my son’s school, where they call me brother Kweli |
No time for crime, waiting and 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 healing when you get hope |
I’m hoping for better days and better ways to express |
I’m hoping for spiritual growth as a mental progress |
Hoping I won’t be choking, when it’s time to take the test |
Tough 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 mixes in the images, relax and rewind |
Yo it’s a state of mind you can find me in |
When i’m kicking back and i’m chilling |
Looking now playing children impressive buildings |
And i’m feeling that we more than the money hungry idiots |
As marketing cats claim we be, man 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, This shit is got to stop |
I hope we find a revolution 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 |
But they can’t tell you no, because now you know |
The healing when you get hope |