The Roof's Not High Enough Lyrics

TheRoof's Not High Enough Lyrics

It feels like there is a great divide between the "Haves" on top and the rest of us. At many points in history, it was necessary for the "Have Nots" to remind them that they can't stop us when we are united. This song speaks into that sentiment. Banding together, raising one voice, and taking action right now. Remind them that it doesn't matter how high you go, you can never go high enough to hold us down!!!

The Roof's Not High Enough

Manic mob

Pulses raised

Energy is tapped at overload, mmmm yeah

Fists in the air

Voices raised

Feels like it’s ready to explode

Shake the floor and hear the roar from miles away

You better leave it, believe it

Middle fingers to the ceiling

Hands up like your begging for a healing

Everything above pushing us to the ground

But the roof’s not high enough to hold us down

Hold me down

Heat is risin’

Pressure’s buildin’

About to blow the lid right off so let me hear you scream

Together shout one sound

Get louder now

Tell them fuck tomorrow cause I’m living for today

You better leave it, believe it

Middle fingers to the ceiling

Hands up like your begging for a healing

Everything above pushing us to the ground

But the roof’s not high enough to hold us down

Hold me down

Are you gonna let ‘em hold you down tonight

Yo this flow

Coming straight from the fires of hell

All’s well with this gang here or in a prison cell

Demons coming at me

In my mind they get me

To think that I can’t take what I want

But they don’t know that

I don’t give a fuck anymore

I’ve seen your worst

But you ain’t seen my best

And now I’m taking off heads

But not to settle a score

I live by my own rules

Do what I choose

You don’t like me, there’s the door

No, I go where I want because I do it my way

Who gives a fuck to change tomorrow if you can’t change today

I plant my flag and drop the bullshit now

There ain’t no way I’ll let them or the roof hold me down

You better leave it, believe it

Middle fingers to the ceiling

Hands up like your begging for a healing

Everything above pushing us to the ground

But the roof’s not high enough to hold us down