Get Up, Stand Up Public Enemy (Ft. Brother Ali)

[Verse 1: Chuck D]
This song don't give a damn
If the rhymes don't fit, if the DJ quit
This song don't give a damn
If you can't sing or dance to it, can't romance to it
This song ain't arrogant
If you don't try it, buy it
If your radio denies it
Don't care 'bout what who got
What's cool on TV, or what spot's hot I forgot
I ain't mad at evolution
But I stand for revolution
Get up, enough is enough
Somebody stand up

[Hook]
Get up, stand up
Get up, stand up
Get up, stand up
Get up, stand up

[Verse 2: Brother Ali]
This track ain't asking you a damn thing
Not the brand name bottle with your champagne
Not where you land your private airplane
How many blood diamonds shining in that chain?
How much compromise is tied to that fame?
How many more times we gotta hear that lame line, "I'm inspiring them"
To do what? Roll better weed and get higher than them?
Feed the needy greedy ass fire in them?
Be the same damn dog but to finer women?
They gonna tell me that I'm preaching to the choir, then I'm
Sure they right but I'm trying to light a fire in them
Cause I was raised by The Enemy
And ever since then that's been my identity
So I'm trying to give back what was given me
Truth told delivery is my tendency
Youth fold to the spirit of my energy
Bottom of my feet is something that you'll never see
That's cause I'm standing singing the anthem
Fist on my hand, and a list of demands and
When they hear this might piss in their pants and
Try to get the children to not listen to the man
But the mighty PE is what birthed Ali
So what you gonna think come after me?
Chuck D