Artist: Big K.R.I.T. (Justin Scott) f/ Bilal, Burniss Earl Travis II, Robert Glasper, Kenneth Whalum Album: 4eva Is a Mighty Long Time Song: The Light Typed by: kirenamloh@msn.com [Intro: Bilal] Oh, oh, I'm comin home The the night is young Oh, shine your light [Justin Scott] For, me, when I'm out in the streets Ends justify means when you makin a meet When you losin the sleep, that you sayin you need But what good is rest, when it's family to feed When it's money to get, when it's dollars to count Fuck a job, you never raised for larger amounts Keep the lights on, front door locked Cause the villains in the wilderness, lotta George Zimmermans Damned with some innocence So that mean he still out on the prowl for a black child While the judge and jury crack smile, Lord... Keep the lights... burnin [Chorus: Bilal] Oh, I'm comin home I'm comin home The road is long The night is young The night is young Somewhere in America Say, say your prayers, shine your light For me [Justin Scott] For, me, when I'm out on the creep Do whatever to get a meal when you barely can eat I'm determined to fight the power to further the peace Momma scared the police might make a point out of me It's gets hard to sleep, livin life in a daze When kings wanna be niggaz, I hope it's phase Queens down to be hoes as long as they paid Chained to our oppressor, I'm knowin we slaves Who wants to be saved, when they claim that the prayers that we pray go unheard in these God-forgotten days Just in case, keep the lights... burnin [Chorus] [Justin Scott] For, me, when I barely can smile And the sun refuse to shine when I'm out in the wild And the raindrops tap the window pane on my room Scared I lost faith, pray I find God soon In a world full of alt-rights, I was left field Black man born poor, I was black steel Black man born free, this how blessed feel Because my dreams are dreams, don't make them less real Nightmares are still the same thing I've fallen from grace, wishin I had wings Like a dunk in the summer but I ain't had spring Cause all that runnin from trouble'll give you bad knees Now how can I make a move without a play? I got freedom of speech but with nothin to say Cause all that workin for somethin, but they barely can pay What the glimmer of heaven givin me every day So I wade in the water Filled with the sharks, snakes, gators and piranhas To the higher, higher ground of the mountaintop Away from the shooters that's down for shootin to take a shot Cause they believe in everything they ever heard From the bigots and racists that twistin every word So, a hotel balcony could be the end Or a podium speakin to family and friends So won't you keep that light, light, light Keep that light, light, light, light burnin for me So won't you keep that light, light, light Keep that light, light, light, light burnin for me [Chorus]