Stro Elliot - Fight Here lyrics

[Afrobots] ? [Mr. J. Medeiros] Now if you hear this on your radio show Well you should know that we fearless and never playing a role Soul interfering with those whose appearance is rolling dope in your mirrors Is blowing smoke in your ears is there any hope for the years Of we golden age stowaways who would have thought that the olden days Be bought by the dear Varuca Salt with a golden egg We throw away our principles and print the bull as propaganda I'm a block the camera with rhymes that stop the hand that drops the hammer Time to spark the anvil and twist the steel of mans will When the gifted feel their plans will steady lift what's real from shambles We gambling like mobs to mandolins who rob the hands of men A candle in the corridor who lights the way for man to win [The Procussions] Wake em up, wake em up Get em moving, get em moving Make it work, make it work We better do it, better do it Right now, right now Right here, right here Fight now, fight now Fight fear, fight fear [Ahmad] ? [Afrobot] ?