[Verse 1: Sojourn]

Walk in the dark club down the flight of steps
To the place where the music takes you
And faces you in a space you've yet to explore
Open the door, greetings from the gutter...
Gully, grand, godly, gorgeous
And beautifully ugly!
Simultaneously winding to the bassline and beat
The time keeper sees it all, some move gracefully...
While
Others fall out of the pocket
Sloppily slurred steps speak volumes telling us to “Get Down!”
It’s crept into the crowds collective consciousness
Nobody's anonymous or even autonomous
Is it too deep yet? Well then respond to this:
Hands up!
It's just a random command
So that you can handle the jam
Cause I figure then if you can’t
Then what's the use for the music if you never can understand it?
I'll meet you half way; so if you listen and think while the music bumps there's no excuse in these last days

—Hook—

[Verse 2: Sojourn]
All rise, Sojourn has arrived;
Shock to the rhythm while I rock for your lives
It's a call and response so whatever your replies
Be they “yes yes y'alls”
Or tears falling from your eyes - hands to the skies!
Get em wavin' in agreement
With the way that I'm emceein’
What I’m sayin's for a reason
Steadily slayin’ while you're grieving
Thus I'm stayin and believin'
These days are deceiving
So I’m takin a knee and
I'm praying for freedom y'all!
All walks of life take strides towards altered states of being but being human, beings get halted
When we falter at the altar of self - sacrifice - minus the wrist shaving...
It's a blind bravery
When we willfully and skillfully
Build the chains to our own slavery
There's an irony to self captivation
So I bang bars to the break to bring y'all liberation!

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[Verse 3: Ras Kass]

They put a battery in my back forcing me to shout a rhyme
(Preoccupied with alkaline) and that's what coming out my spine
Emperor Palpatine, dark Sith Lordess
These shackled headed ni**as don't want it with Horus
16 bars to sing the chorus out a Ford Taurus
With a blond bi**h eatin all the g*ddamn porridge...call it barely legal
So let me make a point like I'm shooting a free throw
Religious Right? Nothing close to the teachings of Christ
They protect the interests of rich old men who racist and white
Tea Party? Just in the closet tea baggers
More reverends and Republicans get exposed for being f—gs
Yeah, but back to this rhyme spitter
Call me Spiderman the way I dine on y'all “fly” ni**as!
Hannibal Lecter, fava beans, quionte and a lecture
Holy Ghost, this Gucci on a specter!