Rise (feat. Ben Ghormley & Charles King) - Abe Smith

Well Martin's dream has become Rodney's worst nightmare. Can't walk the streets, to them we are fair game, Our lives don't mean a thing. Like a King, like a King, like a King. Rodney King, Rodney King, Rodney King. Like a king, like a King, like a King. How I wish you could help us Dr. King. Make sure it's filmed, shown on national T.V. They'll have no mercy. A legal lynch mob like the days strung up from the tree. The L.A.P.D. Like a King, like a King, like a King. Rodney King, Rodney King, Rodney King. Like a King, like a King, like a King. How I wish you could help us Dr. King. So if you catch yourself thinking it has changed For the best you better second guess cause Martin's dream Has become Rodney's worst nightmare. Like a King, like a King, like a King. Rodney King, Rodney King, Rodney King. Like a King, like a King, like a King How I wish you could help us Dr. King. Like a King, like a King, like a King. Like a King, like a King, like a King. Like a King, like a King, like a King. How I wish... Like a King, like a King. Like a King, like a King, like a, like a King. Like a King, like a King, like a King. When we will look to the past, look to the past to learn? I wish... Like a king, like a king, like a king. Like a king, like a king, like a king. Bye, bye we must go to see the King. Bye, bye we must go to face the King. You may write me down in history with your bitter twisted lies, You may trod me down in the very dirt. And still like the dust, I'll rise. Does my happiness upset you? Why are you best with gloom cause I laugh, Like I've got an oil well pumpin' in my living room? So you may shoot me with your words, You may cut me with your eyes, And I'll rise - I'll rise - I'll rise - rise - rise. Out of the shacks of history's shame, Up from a past rooted in pain, And I'll rise - I'll rise - I'll rise - rise - rise. Now did you want to see me broken, Bowed head and lowered eyes, Shoulders fallen down like teardrops, Weakened by my soulful cries. Does my confidence upset you? Don't you take it awful hard cause I walk, Like I've got a diamond mine breakin' up in my front yard. So you may shoot me with your words, You may cut me with your eyes, And I'll rise - I'll rise - I'll rise - rise - rise. Out of the shacks of history's shame, Up from a past rooted in pain, And I'll rise - I'll rise - I'll rise - rise - rise. So you may write me down in history with your bitter twisted lies. You may trod me down in the very dirt. And still like the dust, I'll rise. Does my happiness upset you? Why are you best with gloom cause I laugh, Like I've got a goldmine diggin' up in my living room. You may shoot me with your words, You may cut me with your eyes, And I'll rise - I'll rise - I'll rise - rise - rise. Out of the shacks of history's shame, Up from a past rooted in pain, And I'll rise - I'll rise - I'll rise - rise - rise. You may shoot me with your words, You may cut me with your eyes, And I'll rise - I'll rise - I'll rise - rise - rise. Out of the shacks of history's shame, Up from a past rooted in pain, I'll rise - I'll rise - I'll rise - rise - rise. I gonna rise - I'll rise - I'll rise - rise - rise. I'll rise - I'll rise - I'll rise - rise - rise

You may write me down in history With your bitter, twisted lies You may trod me down in the very dirt And still like the dust I'll rise Does my happiness upset you? Why are you best with gloom? 'Cause I laugh like I've got an oil well Pumping in my living room So you may you shoot me with your words You may cut me with your eyes And I'll rise I'll rise I'll rise, rise, rise Out of the shacks of history's shame Up from a past rooted in pain I'll rise I'll rise I'll rise, rise, rise Now did you want to see me broken? Bowed head and lowered eyes Shoulders fallen down like tear drops Weakened by my soulful cries Does my confidence upset you? Don't you take it awful hard 'Cause I walk like I've got a diamond mine Breakin' up in my front yard So you may shoot me with your words You may cut me with your eyes And I'll rise I'll rise I'll rise, rise, rise Out of the shacks of history's shame Up from a past rooted in pain I'll rise I'll rise I'll rise, rise, rise So you may write me down in history With your bitter, twisted lies You may trod me down in the very dirt And still like the dust I'll rise Does my happiness upset you? Why are you best with gloom? 'Cause I laugh like I've got a gold mine Diggin' up in my living room You may shoot me with your words You may cut me with your eyes And I'll rise I'll rise I'll rise, rise, rise Out of the shacks of history's shame Up from a past rooted in pain I'll rise I'll rise I'll rise, yes I'll rise So you may shoot me with your words You may cut me with your eyes And I'll rise I'll rise I'll rise, rise, rise Out of the shacks of history's shame Up from a past rooted in pain I'll rise I'll rise I'll rise, rise, rise I'm gonna rise I'll rise I'll rise, rise, rise I'll rise I'll rise I'll rise, rise, rise Child of god Don't mind dyin', child of god By and by I'm goin' to see the king By and by I'm goin' to see the king By and by I'm goin' to see the king I don't mind dyin', I'm a child of god Child of god I'm a child of god I'm a child of god

Charles King, con usté El palenquero fino ¡Ay! Esa chica que va allá, ¿cuál? La que va allá Tiene un chocho en la falda, ay-ay-ay Sería que ella se la puso, puso No se dio cuenta ¡Ay, qué pena! Sería que ella se la puso, puso No se dio cuenta ¡Ay, qué pena! Pero cómo la vacila ella Con ese chocho Que tiene en la falda ¿Quién se habrá comío ese chocho bonito? ¿Sería el ratón o la cucaracha? ¿Quién se habrá comío ese chocho bonito? ¿Sería el ratón o la cucaracha? Que lo diga Anthony Ibarra Que me ha visto sufriendo por esa falda, compadre Chocho, qué bonito está Mira, mira cómo va Esa chica que va allá Chocho, qué bonito está Mira, mira cómo va Esa chica que va allá Pero cómo la vacila ella Con ese chocho Que tiene en la falda ¿Quién se habrá comío ese chocho bonito? ¿Sería el ratón o la cucaracha? Tírala por el centro, pa romperle la malla Porque yo soy el designado Chocho, qué bonito está Mira, mira cómo va Esa chica que va allá Chocho, qué bonito está Mira, mira cómo va Esa chica que va allá Pero mira, pero mira, qué chocho bonito, ah Mira qué chocho bacano El que tiene ella, ombe, en la falda Mira que estoy preparado Listo, aquí con el palo Pa matarle a ella, compa, la cucaracha Pero mira, pero mira, qué chocho bonito, ah Mira qué chocho bacano El que tiene ella, ombe, en la falda Mira que estoy preparado Listo, aquí con el palo Pa matarle a ella, compa, la cucaracha, ay Chocho, qué bonito está Mira, mira cómo va Esa chica que va allá Chocho, qué bonito está Mira, mira cómo va Esa chica que va allá Pero mira, pero mira qué chocho bonito, ah Mira qué chocho bacano El que tiene ella, compa, en la falda Mira que estoy preparado Listo y aquí con el palo Pa matarle a ella, compa, la cucaracha Pero mira qué chocho bonito, ah Mira qué chocho bacano El que tiene ella, compa, en la falda Mira que estoy preparado Listo y aquí con el palo Pa matarle a ella, compa, la cucaracha

Where did your fate go? Was I just to fall on my own? If this room was full of lies Is that how you fooled me with love? I see how you changed me, I know what you said It don't make me hate you, I wish that it did I'm, I'm trying to find words, trying to make sense If I don't try, where do I find the lies between the lines? Why does it hurt so much? Won't understand, no, I can't let this go Oh, you made plans now, you can't shut me down Ah, you're advanced, but you can't tell them now No, you can't tell them how You face the pain while your days are numbered You took the highway, you've done it always You hurt this woman, you put your needs first And I've heard this many times in my head, but it still remains That you had all of this Oh-oh, you still search for bad Oh, you fought all of this You don't even know how bad it got So much for you're my one and only You'd say that you were all mine You knew that your words were hard to stand by I was scared of change, but then I complied even though it hurt I stayed and now I'm glad you have it all But there's things that you can't buy Glad that you said sorry, but habits they die hard Why, you want to offer me love that you don't have? Loving you exhausted me, baby, and you charged, you charged I'll take the high road, I've done it always Our time is old, there's only one way You hurt this woman, you put your needs first It's played out many times in my head, but it still remains That you had all of this Oh-oh, you still search for bad Oh, you fought all of this You don't even know how bad it goes So much for you're my one and only (You had all of this) (Oh, you still search for bad) So much for you're my one and only (You fought all of this) (You don't even know how bad it got) So much for you're my one and only I'll wait, I'll wait for faster Only I quit I'll wait, I'll wait for faster I'm all for that I'll wait, I'll wait for faster Only I quit I'll wait, I'll wait for faster I'm all for that