Shout it out…let it ring
Say what you got to say, or better yet sing
Shout it out…let it rise
You’re never going to wake up unless you open those eyes

Movement underground is what makes the earth shake so much
Movin around is gonna cause an earthquake
You may never know it if you’re just living on the surface
You gotta get your hands dirty
You gotta dig for your purpose

Not just for gold, making profit out of profits
Somebody better stand up and say stop this, stop this, stop this insanity
We gonna drop this, destroy all this vanity
Cause this train is bound for anything but glory
Time to pick up your pen and help rewrite the story, this ain’t no fairy tale
We’re only going to prevail, if we stop ignoring poverty stricken places where children wail, I am screaming tonight
Time to take away the fright, time to make it right
Time to give the power back, back to the people, back to the people
So back off your high horse and get off your steeple
Let’s go…let’s go

Shout it out…let it ring
Say what you got to say, or better yet sing
Shout it out…let it rise
You’re never going to wake up unless you open those eyes

If you feeling like it’s old news then listen to us
Yo we living on the cusp, something else about to bust
And burst in the seams, bigger than any seam
For the scenester mortality, sinister modality
That’s why we have to just [bad word]  I keep heading west
I pray that we rise to the test
Part of a brand new thing
Part of Generation Yes, a Generation Yes

Shout it out…let it ring
Say what you got to say, or better yet sing
Shout it out…let it rise
You’re never going to wake up unless you open those eyes

Movement underground is what makes the earth shake so much
Movin around is gonna cause an earthquake
You may never know it if you’re just living on the surface
You gotta get your hands dirty
You gotta dig for your purpose

You heard this?
It’s like love unconditional
Verbalist like herbalist with powers medicinal, so just take a listen
Will enable this like a turntablist spell
To mix things up from the depths of the well
Of the water of life, speaking in rain, I’ve only heard puddles
Let the oracle brain just bubbles and bubbles
Spills over then doubles double double take me back to the place of aware and awake
Once you face face this nameless labelless
Once you face face this nameless labelless
Labelless and finally free
Movement Underground

Shout it out…let it ring. Say what you got to say, or better yet sing,
Shout it out…let it rise. You’re never going to wake up unless you open those eyes.

Shout it out!