Radio - Zion I

A one, two, three, four

Oh, I’m alive, yeah

From the slaves to the field

To the booze and the blues

To the ragtime feeling okay

To the jazz in the H we were finding our way

Coltrane stayed playin' all day

To the rock and the roll

Left a hole in the soul

Cause the white folk didn’t want to pay

Didn’t want us no more

So you know I gotta go

Disco soul went to R&B

We got a little older

Times got colder

Couldn’t find a job

Now it’s hard to stay sober

Hip Hop came

And I lost my brain

Can’t go back

Gotta find new things

We crunk, and we bump

And we thug, and we club

And we do

What we really gotta do

I’m a fool who’s in love

With a drug, fill me up

To the music I’ll always stay true

I know (I know)

For sure (for sure)

I got a new radio

I got a new radio

I got a new radio

The sound of the church

Giving birth to the verse

MC’s that would ever touch ground

Singing praise in a way

That could save everyday

So amazing I lay my hat down

Pioneers of the beats in the streets

And I see that the beat is a part of the piece

That I feel when we speak

Or we blow or we sing

It’s relief that can make its so deep

I’m a piece in the puzzle

Little bitty cuz who

Love kickin' game

Wit a mouth that will cuss you

Every day thing

Now a days gotta hustle

Thinking bout the ancestors

Give me muscle

Everything I need

When I gotta go tussle

This is how it go

When the spirit gon touch you

Tell you what I know

Bout them bold negros

Who came way before

With a rhythm that crushed you

Yeah

Miles Davis would you please come back

James Brown would you please come back

Robert Marley would you please come back

Need yall back gotta get us on track

Yeah, let’s go

Yeah x 3

Louie Armstrong please come back

Billy Holliday please come back

Nina Simone please come back

Need yall back gotta get us on track

Jimmie Hendrix please come back

Curtis Mayfield please come back

Robert Johnson please come back

Need your back gotta get us on track