You show me love then spit in my face Making your money off all of my pain You put an eagle inside of a cage And you think I'm not strong enough to escape But I refuse to let you make me feel like I can't fly Not only will I soar again, I'll own the fucking sky, yeah So I put my middle finger up I'm done being your slave My generation's had enough And you should be afraid Oh-whoa, oh, not your prisoner Oh-whoa, oh, better listen when I say I put my middle finger up I'm done being your slave You couldn't even look me in the eye When you let me go and then left me to die There was no question that I would survive An artist on fire is one that's alive You can't surround a lion with a bunch of lazy sheep The one thing about royalty is that we love to feast, yeah So I put my middle finger up I'm done being your slave My generation's had enough And you should be afraid Oh-whoa, oh, not your prisoner Oh-whoa, oh, better listen when I say I put my middle finger up I'm done being your slave Living like a riot Setting off the sirens Fists are clenched, I'm fighting Soul has been ignited Ain't got time for dyin' I'm too busy thrivin' More than just survivin' Heart is beating violent Living like a riot Setting off the sirens Fists are clenched, I'm fighting Soul has been ignited Ain't got time for dyin' I'm too busy thrivin' More than just survivin' Heart is beating violent So I put my middle finger up I'm done being your slave My generation's had enough And you should be afraid Oh-whoa, oh, not your prisoner Oh-whoa, oh, better listen when I say I put my middle finger up I'm done being your slave

She don't get out much Oh but when she does She'll volunteer to hold my beer And help me catch a buzz Out of all my friends I can count on one hand Shes the first on there To pull back my hair Every time shit hits everything Shes a solider When I hold her Up in the air Since I learned just how to use her She never gets scared To prove my point And make a scene When I'm out of work She sticks up for me And man I gotta thank her Heres to you my middle finger She got to know my ex Pretty damn well She wiped off my hurt And gave me the nerve To stand up for myself Shes a solider When I hold her Up in the air Since I learned just how to use her She never gets scared To prove my point And make a scene When I'm out of work She sticks up for me And man I gotta thank her Heres to you my middle finger Shes a solider When I hold her Up in the air Since I learned just how to use her She never gets scared To prove my point And make a scene When I'm out of work She sticks up for me And man I gotta thank her Heres to you my middle finger Yeah she never meets a stranger Cheers to you my middle finger You can love her You can hate her But that's my girl my middle finger

Now, one of the services you provide is giving them something to talk about. Let 'em talk. It makes 'em happy, it makes 'em feel good. They don't believe half the shit they say. People wanna talk. Yeah, it's fun to talk Hate to be the bearer of bad news But I can't move with too many rap dudes I respect dudes from my double M crew But I'm just not that dude hanging on to who's who's and such Cash rule for some, got room for none Can't fool with niggas who put the rumors up Wanted to quit, rap music sucks But couldn't run a 4.2, so with you I'm stuck Went in the booth, truth? the only tool I trust And that's sayin' a lot, cause Pro Tools be stuck You grindin' hot, they wanna be cool with yah They're like consignment shops, they're old news to us Society, I trip 'em Aye well look now I got to be the realest Aye well look now Society, I trip 'em Aye well look now Should follow no nigga Just the god inside of my mirror Fuck you, leave me alone (aye well look now) Fuck you, leave me alone (aye well look now) Fuck you, leave me alone (aye well look now) Fuck you, leave me alone (aye well look now) Fuck you, leave me alone Fuck you, leave me alone Fuck you, leave me alone Fuck you, leave me alone Fightin' for my respect, receive it or nothin' else Preachin' and geekin', I kinda think that I'm Malcolm X MDMA in my juice, jaws tired and thru Now I'm sweatin' cause the bitches, they perspired me to Are you judgin' me now? Do you fuck with me now? Miscarried my first child, ain't finna come out Fuck the therapy route, where the syrup and loud? Blue 30 come around, there's the smile Opiated, could show up later with more elation All my bitches say, "Take it easy, enjoy the paper" Try to be with the people, see what I'm fightin' Them inner demons, and how it was eatin' me while I be in Vegas Yeah, life a gamble anyway jo Pop a perc, I could merk through the pain though Mind bills pilin' up, drop a single Thrill's all gone when that mothafuckin' fame go Ever seen a mix J Cole and Django? Educated, shit, but he whip like he ain't though Black bitches say my shit is so graceful White bitches barely know me up in Graystone

All of my dreams seem to fall by the side Like a discarded thought or the day's fading light But I know that if I could just see you tonight Forever At times we may fall, like we all tend to do But I'll reach out and find that I've run into you Your strength is the power that carried me through Forever Your kindness for weakness I never mistook I worried you often, yet you understood That life is so fleeting, these troubles won't last Forever You inspired me truly you did from the start To not be afraid and to follow my heart There's a piece of you with me they can't tear apart Forever At times we may fall, like we all tend to do but your strength is the power that carried me through Forever Forever I'll find you, forever we'll be Forever your power and strength stays with me Forever I'll find you, forever we'll be Forever your power and strength stays with me Forever I'll find you, forever we'll be Forever your power and strength stays with me Forever I'll find you, forever we'll be Forever your power and strength stays with me Forever Forever Forever Forever

When they kick at your front door How you gonna come? With your hands on your head Or on the trigger of your gun When the law break in How you gonna go? Shot down on the pavement Or waiting on death row You can crush us You can bruise us But you'll have to answer to Oh, the guns of Brixton The money feels good And your life you like it well But surely your time will come As in heaven, as in hell You see, he feels like Ivan Born under the Brixton sun His game is called survivin' At the end of the harder they come You know it means no mercy They caught him with a gun No need for the Black Maria Goodbye to the Brixton sun You can crush us You can bruise us But you'll have to answer to Oh, the guns of Brixton When they kick at your front door How you gonna come? With your hands on your head Or on the trigger of your gun You can crush us You can bruise us You can even shoot us Oh, the guns of Brixton Shot down on the pavement Waiting in death row His game is called survivin' As in heaven as in hell You can crush us You can bruise us But you'll have to answer to Oh, the guns of Brixton Oh, the guns of Brixton Oh, the guns of Brixton Oh, the guns of Brixton Oh, the guns of Brixton

May the road rise to meet you May the wind be at your back Yeah, that's what dear old dad would say Remember your old man When you've finally had your moment Should fame and fortune come your way I wouldn't trade your wisdom, dad I thank you for your time You said "Son, keep on working 'til the stars one day align" But maybe luck don't seem to shine On stubborn fools like me and you Make the most of what they give you To yourself you must be true To yourself you must be true And we'll live To fight another day If things don't always go our way And we'll live To fight another day That's what my old man would say May the spirits all be with you May the Devil turn his back When the day is at its darkest and anxiety attacks Call on me to see you through it Call on me to be your guide I'll be there, son, when you need me I'll be standing by your side I'll be standing by your side And we'll live To fight another day Things don't always go our way And we'll live To fight another day Yeah, that's what my old man would say My hero, my heart My hero, my heart My hero, my heart My hero, my heart To yourself you must be true To yourself you must be true And we'll live To fight another day If things don't always go our way And we'll live To fight another day That's what my old man would say My hero My hero