over the hill you see the middle of your day and the sun says its time for you to go your way go and tell your momma that you now know what to do her love will come in handy shes always seen you through but theres no one here to guide you you got to do it by yourself minutes fail you day by day and theres really nothing else where were you all morning dodging life inside your heart never daring face the dangers then attack right from the start go and tell your daddy he was right in what he said cause the laws of independence dont apply until youre dead and though youd like him here to push you cause you feel a need for help minutes fail you day by day and theres really nothing else how long must we live inside chains that anchor us to fear how long must we justify when theres really nothing here its the middle of your day yeah wake up to the middle of your day yeah why dont you welcome the middle of your day yeah  mmm hmm mmm hmm hmm hmm mmm hmm
['conscious hip hop', 'funk', 'jazz funk', 'political hip hop', 'slam poetry', 'soul']