[Intro]
Just who do you think you are
Now I asked you a question, who the hell do you think you are n****

[Verse 1: Talib Kweli]
Got freedom of speech, but freedom ain't free
There’s always consequences better watch what you say
You got freedom of speech, but so do we
Things you take for granted can be snatched right away
Police stay on top of me
Everywhere I go cops out for me
Serve and protect don’t lie to me
We here to protect this property
From my P-O-V all these C-O-Ps got nothin’ on you like B.O.B
Too many P-O-C in the P-I-C go from E-B-T to the D-O-C
Whether a guilty plea or a mеa culpa
They lock you up for just being poor
It’s a [?] and go just being brokе
They killin these n****s like Leopold
In the Congo I’m in a [?]
The [?] is like ‘94
Bill Clinton signed the bill into law
N****s locked up behind William Barr
Get it?
Locked up behind William Barr
Not selling drugs not stealing cars
Not killing people but we villains equal
And a bad influence on the average student
Cause be black and we lack in every avenue
All we have is music all we have is sports
All we have is beats all so we have its courts
So we made the sounds and we played around
And we laid it down out and stayed around
And ain't make it out this way to drown
You weighed it down this shit break it down
Shit break it down
Shit break it down
Shit break it down, shit break it down
Shit break it down, shit break it down
[Chorus]
Pick ya head up, pick ya head up, pick ya head up, pick ya head up
Pick ya head up, pick ya head up, pick ya head up, pick ya head up
Pick ya head up, pick ya head up, pick ya head up, pick ya head up
Pick ya head up, pick ya head up, pick ya head up, pick ya head up

[Verse 2: John Forté]
Full family friend [?]
In the absence of resonance, this is not for them
[?] La Boheme in hell, begin again
Fade in or fade away, pale in comparison
You know my body [?] is written in the dossier (you see me)
Think smarter think again, that’s what Kweli say
They probably pay top dollar for this modern stance
Fight or flight, take this light; that’s an olive branch (yeah)
Stop the blessings, what’s the message that is not advanced
You are up against the odds, you don’t stand a chance
I’m gon’ fiddle til it’s fixed that’s mechanics hands
And we gon’ get it til we got it, set the standards [?]
Take advantage, of the vibes of this planet
Til the seeds germinate and every construct vanished (gone)
I got palms up livin in my best grace wellness
And my gratitude committed to that attitude dammit

[Chorus]
Pick ya head up, pick ya head up, pick ya head up, pick ya head up
Pick ya head up, pick ya head up, pick ya head up, pick ya head up
Pick ya head up, pick ya head up, pick ya head up, pick ya head up
Pick ya head up, pick ya head up, pick ya head up, pick ya head up
Pick ya head up, pick ya head up, pick ya head up, pick ya head up
Pick ya head up, pick ya head up, pick ya head up, pick ya head up