[Hook] {x2}
What can I do?
What can I do? Oh what can I say?

[Verse One]
During my adolescence
I used to think I was up next
So I could tip scales to balance checks on social ills
I used to analyze environment
I used to ponder at length on really how much I would spend
By the conditioning from media
Manufacturing mediocrity, blocking encyclopedia
I used to soak up the knowledge from whatever venue
And preach the word out from herds about how they continue
To violate the defenseless
And I stood against this
Like I was the revolutions apprentice
But a quick study turned into worse buddy
My clear picture of change is all turned muddy
And I don't get that feeling anymore you know
The feeling you get when you say, "Bet, I'm down for the raw."
Because the battle seems uphill for days
Why would I wanna struggle just to live like a slave
Looks like the way they going is gonna take forever
I just wanna live though, make my life better
I guess to many, I'm another victim of the system
Caught up in the masquerade with no mission
But I'd rather be up in the comfortable position
Then trying to force truth up into a poor man's vision
Is power to the people really worth it?
I've seen so many lose sight of life trying to make life perfect
And I really want to be happy for myself
I can't do that if I'm thinking of everyone else
What can I do?
[Hook]

[Verse Two]
Everybody wants to start, the movement
Everybody's talking about social improvement
Everybody's conversating on how they gon' do shit
But ain't nobody rise to the occasion
No initiation, sometimes it's a feeble attempt
But the stamina drains out before making a dent
Everybody loses faith in the time they spent
Wondering where the goals and all the dreams went
Not really sure if they wanna keep on keeping on
Cause so much is gone so wrong
See fighting for your rights should never be illegal
But somebody new will have to motivate the people
And somebody new will fall to the power of evil
Corruption in the movement is a sequel
He who seeks control has impurity in the soul
But he to whom controls with style is ambiguous
Because authenticity is hard to detect
And you could never really know who you should give your respect
It feels good when the movements connect with each other
It feels good when the theories connect with one another
But theory isn't practical and practically
Nobody with power will ever allow us to be free
[Hook]

[Verse Three]
No more rallies around a campfire
No more conferences where nothing transpires
No more posters and pins and pamphlets
And no more sit ins where we all demand shit
That ain't never gon' happen
No matter what we say everybody that I know is caught up in the melee
But I can't live for giving all of me for them
This just the nature of the beast, I got my own problems
Regardless of whatever the outcome is
Somebody will dominate whatever state we live
See Utopia's a joke if you think it can really happen
It seems like freedom and security is always scrapping
Together we are trapped in the mental box concoction
Without thinking, no matter what we do we're still locked in
Life is a toxin we all suck the fumes
And whatever I do we're still doomed
I don't want it to look like I don't care at all
But history shows that if it rose, it will fall
This is just one opinion from a man
Who's tired with all the failed movements
To destroy the empire
I know the truth has been written that's why I'm spitting to y'all
I'm still waiting for the final call
[Hook]