DESCRIPTION:
FREE Libya, Palestine, Syria

Lyrics :Verse 1 (Khaled M)

In the Darkest Hour
When the world has turned away
And no one's watching
When the sky has turned to gray
And you have no options
When your voice is illegal
Only choice for the people
Is to stand up proudly
In the face of death
It ain't a waste of breath
When you speak up loudly
On behalf of the kids in the street with no pot to piss in*
Living on their own cause their papa's missing
Don't know if he's dead or he's locked in prison
Disappeared, they considered him the opposition
And now I'm having visions and dreams I shouldn't see
Like could we be this close? Nah couldn't be
But if the people in Egypt and Tunis could do this, decide their fate...then why wouldn't we?
More than 40 years he done brought the nation under occupation
We can not be waiting
We gon' stop debating
When one of us dies, TEN jump in line ready to box with Satan

[Chorus]
You can't take our freedom or take our soul
Take our freedom or take our soul
You are not the one that's in control
You are not the one that's in control
La illaha illallah
No power's greater than God's
Go ahead and devise your plans
At the end of the day you are just a man

Verse 2 (Lowkey)

The movement is building
When the fathers pass the scars through to the children
They're shooting to kill them
But the question I'm asking is "Who's gonna heal them?"
Look up to the clear skies
Then down to the ground where the blood, sweat, and the tears dried
We are questioning their lies
Realize that there's not a threat when the fear dies
So we are not afraid anymore
And you can't play God with our lives
You attempted to cage every thought
But resistance is locked in our minds
From Millbank Tower to Tahrir Square
Nobody can deny its a fact we're there
And we are not leaving
Til we have got freedom
We are willing to bleed and even stop breathing
You must have known
From the rust on your throne
That you can''t maintain by cutting the phones
Justice alone will sustain our presence
Tunisia to Libya
Bahrain to Yemen


[Chorus]

Verse 3 (Khaled M)

I done tasted blood
I done tasted sweat
I done tasted tears
I ain't taste regret
I done tasted blood
I done tasted sweat
I done tasted tears
I ain't taste regret

Now I'm a grown man
Ain't never seen my homeland
Ain't been closer than a Magic Jack phone plan
Dad escaped jail and he dedicated
His life to the cause but he never made it
This ain't about my father getting retribution
Or my uncles getting tortured with electrocution
Other uncles getting hung in public executions
Just simply coming up with the best solution
And I don't know why it seems
This guy's regime
Keeps pushing through the silent screams
Won't take you half an hour to figure that this coward can only get his power through violent means
Killing all the doctors in the hospital
When the regime just seems so unstoppable
When freedom feels like its impossible
The people rise and overcome every obstacle!

[Chorus]

Final Verse (Lowkey)

Dictators are nervous
Take from the people give straight to the serpents
The sick place that this earth is
Will only ever change if changed for a purpose
By the people
For the people
None are supreme
All are equal
There's mountains to touch
The power is us
Devour these cowards is out with a rush
I am not a leader, a teacher or preacher
My people aren't free then I am not either
Refuse to be silenced
And we will not stop short of removing these tyrants
There comes a time to summarize events
Can't sum up their lies, nothing is quite as tense
Look up to the sky and wonder why you're next
You could call this the Butterfly effect
I despise the rats
That disguise the facts
When they know the population is fighting back
Inside I've cracked
This time it's bad
Like the second Bouazizi did light the match"

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