Where U At?

Oh!
Where U At?
Johnny 5
Where you At?
Lethal D
Where U At?
Expo
Where U At?
Jaycee-Oh
Where you at?
Jay Tames
Where you at?
High Life
Where you at?
Marco Mo Bettah
Verse 1:
We went from up to down
In less than one week
The moon gets louder
Won’t let the sun speak
Top of the world, ma
Wednesday was the Red Sox
Next Tuesday they got me in a headlock
I was there!
The night the moon was no more
And the echoes of Boston
Shook the Earth to it’s core
(Where were you?)
The night the masses huddled in tears
And the Serpent and his flock
Yelled «Four more years!»
It’s bullshit
Because we’re living in a fantasy
The red and blue just perpetuates the fallacy
And if you’re down with the crown
Don’t talk to me
I want no part
Of your so called democracy
Hook:
Homeboys if you’re sick of 1 and 2
And you’re ready for 3
Throw your hands in the air
My brothers
Ladies if you’re sick of the same
And you feel like me
Throw your hands in the air
My sisters
Look at all the hands in the sky
It’s so easy to see
We can change the world my people
But if you’re easy on the devil
And you think it’s time to settle
Just stop
The poet, the painter, the author
Let me know where u at
Where u at?
The soldier, the rebel, the martyr
I’m talking to all of you
All of you!
The student, the teacher, the scholar
Let me know where u at
Where u at?
It’s that automatic rhythm when you listen
Cause you’re rocking with Audible
Audible
Verse 2:
I paint the world with a brush
And a megaphone
To leave silhouettes
Nestled in a metronome
Nomadic sheet music
Travel to the saxaphone
Take itself around the screen
Peace to relax your dome
Tomato magic
The people got to have it
Cause everything around us is dying
Its so tragic
Like some will save a file in a memory card
With fifty thousand rappers
Who pretend to be hard
Rock the same beats
They wear the same clothes
Speak on the same topics
And fuck the same hoes
It’s Audible
Don’t nobody do what we do
I turn the TV on
And see a million people like you
Hook:
Homeboys if you’re sick of 1 and 2
And you’re ready for 3
Throw your hands in the air
My brothers
Ladies if you’re sick of the same
Man you feel like me
Throw your hands in the air
My sisters
Look at all the hands in the sky
It’s so easy to see
We can change the world my people
But if you’re easy on the devil
And you think it’s time to settle
Just stop
The poet, the painter, the author
Let me know where u at
Where u at?
The soldier, the rebel, the martyr
I’m talking to all of you
All of you!
The student, the teacher, the scholar
Let me know where u at
Where u at?
It’s that automatic rhythm when you listen
And we fuck you with Audible
Yeah
The poet, the painter, the author
Let me know where u at
Where u at?
The soldier, the rebel, the martyr
I’m talking to all of you
All of you!
The student, the teacher, the scholar
Let me know where u at
Where u at?
It’s that automatic rhythm when you listen
Cause you’re rocking with Audible
Audible
Throw your hands in the air
My brother
Put your arms in the sky
My sister
We can change the world my people
Stop!