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Michael Franti & Spearhead

Keep Me Lifted

 

Keep Me Lifted

(album: Chocolate Supa Highway - 1997)


[Chorus]
So I gotta get lifted! All night yea, yea!
(Hip Hop business lift up America)
keep me lifted
(Hip Hop business lift up America)
So I gotta get lifted! All night yea, yea!
(you remind me of my herb you keep me lifted!)
keep me lifted!

I'm the dread lock producer
some call me medusa
salaams and shaloms introduce ya
a rooster waking up the whole coopsta
spearheaded man him nice haffe move ya
sshh... understand why we sweating
making love in the wake of Armageddon
forgetting Babylon need a lesson
drop the tech and use my tongue as a weapon
listen I come to lubricate the friction
sound system purring with my diction
Frantz Fanon the Wretched of the Earth home
Phenomenon be going on and on
sailing along a likkle song
by the record take it home and fling it on

[Chorus]

Hey yo I am the glory-fied of the story
child of a high crime rate category
they explore connect me to an I.Q. test
like a rat in a cage I'm trapped with the rest projects
but now I make my life go flip
like Malcolm coming out the pen and shit
upliftment from a triffing scene
to make a blind man murder for the things he seen
to believe is different than the daily bear witness
the spots filled up with the cocaine business
bullets trigger be pulled by the beast
kids paralyzed from his neck to his feet laying way low
smoking more and more...
seeing shapes in the chipped paint of my frame window
with slow visions of me living in the future
with forty, forty acres, acres and a land cruiser

[Chorus]

Alpha-betical ABCD's come gettable
the brown brotha with the tone unforgettable
it's edible, every word be gourmet-able
Mecca Lekka shake ya hiney ho incredible
really though ya getting sick it when ya hear it so
I'm bringing with it biorhytmical medical
Anti always dope my biotic
Macrobiotic organic Narcotic
the hemp is Kemp, like Kemp on hemp
Super like sonics keep it real like rent so
ti tac toe me say all in a row
donkey want water me say "hold him Joe"
my stereo killed the video star just like Arsenio Hall
so tall like the rain I never back fall
young lifted and black y'all

[Chorus]

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