We Are The Drum
We Are The Drum
By Sounds of Blackness

Poet:
In the beginning was the beat
And the beat is the rhythm of God
And the rhythm of God
Is the heartbeat of humanity
And where there is harmony,
There is peace.

Chorus:
We are the drum
We are the drum
From Africa to America
We are the drum
(Repeat)

Teach!

Poet:
We are the drum,
From the beginning of the mother
We are civilization during the dark ages
We are kings and queens
With lands that stretch from ocean to ocean
As the mighty Nile flows south
From Lake Victoria
Where Eve is called Lucy
Northward to Egypt
Where Moses went down to the get down
From the south to the north
Yeah, movin' up the right way.
We are all that.
And across the history
Of this vast continent of countries,
The drum speaks.
Chorus:
We are the drum
We are the drum
From Africa to America
We are the drum

Uh, on one
Uh, on the drum
Uh, on the one
Come on come on come on!

Poet:
We are the drum.
Taken from the mother in shackles.
Beat down in the new Babylon
Called America
Where chaos, confusion and hatred reign supreme
But the rhythm
The rhythm plants the seeds of freedom
So we overcome with the rhythm
The drum speaks

Chorus:
The rhythm is my heart and my freedom
Do we give up the drum?
No!
The rhythm is my heart and my freedom.
Will you give up the rhythm?
No!
The rhythm is my heart and my freedom?
Will you let go of the beat?
No!
The rhythm is my heart and my freedom.
Will you sell your soul?
No!
The rhythm is my heart and my freedom,
Can you stop playing your drum?
No!
Poet:
We are the drum.
In the beginning was the beat of the drum
Which began in the beginning to beat freedom.
Oh freedom!

Chorus:
Oh freedom
Oh freedom
Oh freedom
Oh freedom
(Faze out)