My Fist High
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
No, there's nothing she regrets
And this is not the bitter end yet
Nothing won't hold her back
Her mouth is plagued and she feels numb
My day, my day is almost gone
Still, nothing won't hold her back
I hope my feelings turn
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
She's been waiting a long, long time
Counting peas, neglected sons
You're gonna wash your hands
You're gonna wash your hands at night
Yeah
Don't you judge what you don't get
Don't abuse your privilege
She's not one, she's two, three more
A movement that you can't ignore
'Cause they're the ones to hold the fist high now
They're the ones to hold the fist high
We see how you pray and we know how you slay
But we're tough with the clay, we gon' rise
We will stay for the battle
For the battle
We see how you pray and we know how you slay
But we're tough with the clay, we gon' rise
We will stay for the battle
For the battle
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
We got a long way to go, but we're starting here
We got a long way, eh, eh
We got a long way to go, but we're starting here
We got a long way to go, eh
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
No, there's nothing she regrets
And this is not the bitter end yet
Nothing won't hold her back
Her mouth is plagued and she feels numb
My day, my day is almost gone
Still, nothing won't hold her back
I hope my feelings turn
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
She's been waiting a long, long time
Counting peas, neglected sons
You're gonna wash your hands
You're gonna wash your hands at night
Yeah
Don't you judge what you don't get
Don't abuse your privilege
She's not one, she's two, three more
A movement that you can't ignore
'Cause they're the ones to hold the fist high now
They're the ones to hold the fist high
We see how you pray and we know how you slay
But we're tough with the clay, we gon' rise
We will stay for the battle
For the battle
We see how you pray and we know how you slay
But we're tough with the clay, we gon' rise
We will stay for the battle
For the battle
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
We got a long way to go, but we're starting here
We got a long way, eh, eh
We got a long way to go, but we're starting here
We got a long way to go, eh
Credits
Writer(s): Moses Schneider, Demian Kappenstein, Inez Kappenstein
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