Fight Lyrics

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I got a fistful of hope, a pocketful of rhymes and my throat is tight.
I got a penful of might, a mouthful of words I got to recite.
I got eyes that see, eyes that see in panoramic sight.
I got a fever burning, a head full of demons and a mob to excite.

(Chorus)
stand up,
Stand up,
Stand up, FIGHT!

I got a reason to live, a heart full of love and dreams to take flight.
I got faith in music, rhythm and noise as my guiding light.
I got shoes filled with strife, a dog that'll bite and drums to ignite
I got that wicked aura, all my people, stand up for your rights and - FIGHT!

(Bridge)
Ay ay ay ye

This one goes out to martin Luther king,
This one goes out to Gandhi,
This ones for Malcolm x,
And my man, bob Marley.
Float like a butterfly, sting like a bee.
So says my brother Muhammad Ali.
Raise your fists for Mandela
And aung san suu kyi
Shirin ebadi, mother Teresa.
Your strength and grace shining thru.
Mothers and fathers,
Sisters and brothers, this one goes out to you. (Keep the fight in you)

(Chorus)

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