 the summer. Sound of the funky drummer. Music hitting your heart cause I know you got soul. Listen if you're missing y'all. Swinging while I'm singing. Giving what you're getting. Knowing what I'm knowing. While the black band's sweating. In the rhythm I'm rolling. Gotta give us what we want. Gotta give us what we need. Our freedom of beat is freedom of death. We got to fight the powers that be. Fight the power.