well martin's dream has become rodney's worst nightmare. can't walk the streets
to them we are fair game
our lives don't mean a thing. like a king
like a king
like a king. rodney king
rodney king
rodney king. like a king
like a king
like a king. how i wish you could help us dr. king. make sure it's filmed
shown on national t.v. they'll have no mercy. a legal lynch mob like the days strung up from the tree. the l.a.p.d. like a king
like a king
like a king. rodney king
rodney king
rodney king. like a king
like a king
like a king. how i wish you could help us dr. king. so if you catch yourself thinking it has changed
for the best you better second guess cause martin's dream
has become rodney's worst nightmare. like a king
like a king
like a king. rodney king
rodney king
rodney king. like a king
like a king
like a king
how i wish you could help us dr. king. like a king
like a king
like a king. like a king
like a king
like a king. like a king
like a king
like a king. how i wish. like a king
like a king. like a king
like a king
like a
like a king. like a king
like a king
like a king. when we will look to the past
look to the past to learn?
i wish. like a king
like a king
like a king. like a king
like a king
like a king. bye
bye we must go to see the king. bye
bye we must go to face the king. you may write me down in history with your bitter twisted lies
you may trod me down in the very dirt. and still like the dust
i'll rise. does my happiness upset you?
why are you best with gloom cause i laugh
like i've got an oil well pumpin' in my living room?
so you may shoot me with your words
you may cut me with your eyes
and i'll rise - i'll rise - i'll rise - rise - rise. out of the shacks of history's shame
up from a past rooted in pain
and i'll rise - i'll rise - i'll rise - rise - rise. now did you want to see me broken
bowed head and lowered eyes
shoulders fallen down like teardrops
weakened by my soulful cries. does my confidence upset you?
don't you take it awful hard cause i walk
like i've got a diamond mine breakin' up in my front yard. so you may shoot me with your words
you may cut me with your eyes
and i'll rise - i'll rise - i'll rise - rise - rise. out of the shacks of history's shame
up from a past rooted in pain
and i'll rise - i'll rise - i'll rise - rise - rise. so you may write me down in history with your bitter twisted lies. you may trod me down in the very dirt. and still like the dust
i'll rise. does my happiness upset you?
why are you best with gloom cause i laugh
like i've got a goldmine diggin' up in my living room. you may shoot me with your words
you may cut me with your eyes
and i'll rise - i'll rise - i'll rise - rise - rise. out of the shacks of history's shame
up from a past rooted in pain
and i'll rise - i'll rise - i'll rise - rise - rise. you may shoot me with your words
you may cut me with your eyes
and i'll rise - i'll rise - i'll rise - rise - rise. out of the shacks of history's shame