Adam Lopez: Music

Well my roots were planted here in this new soil.
Where the polution was thick and this fear fertile.
Where my ancestors were imported and these natives extorted.
Enslaved to build one nation under someone else's god.

So baby let's rise together as one.
Let's rise in the name of love.
Let's rise, baby you and I.
Let's rise in the name of Jah Love.

Now did Lincoln really set my great great grandparents free?
Or as a man of the north was he just looking out for his industry.
And was there anything really civil about any of the civil wars.
Mothers, sisters, fathers, and brothers still died, but now they say that we have more.
Well maybe they do, but I ain't go that much.
And neither do most of our neighbors when you think about all we lost.

So baby let's rise.....

A good nights sleep.
Decent shoes on our tired feet.
Some food on the table when the stomach howls.
A roof over our friends and family so that we can rest when time allows.
It's things like these, that make it all a little easier.
It's things like these that make us all a little happier.