-Performing his new single, "RUN,"
with a little help from The Roots,
DJ Cutmaster Swiff, and Georgia Me,
once again, Killer Mike!
[ Cheering and applause ]
♪♪
-These souls of Black folk ain't no joke.
Full of joy, resilience, the epitome of hope.
Just in how we cope, day to day,
through this maze of America, we learn how to play and master.
Had no choice but to jump higher, run faster, move quick.
They plaster god's images criminal in every flick.
In every aspect of media, a lie's what they feeding ya.
But I'm here to teach ya, bruh, we the truth.
Equipped to overcome, we them ones.
You a winner out the gate, shawty, run!
It's how you look at the world
you been put in because of your skin.
Will I succumb or be a casualty of evil
or am I gonna fight to the end?
Am I committed to the progression of my people
or we gonna let the state killing us be a trend?
Fight. We always win.
It's part of our legacy.
From plantations to presidency,
release the hesitancy and become emboldened.
We sure ain't what they said we'd be.
We Black, so you know we holding.
Through holding back 'cause the movement's never done.
Set your sights.
Run, god, run.
[ Cheering and applause ]
♪♪
-New York City.
[ Cheering and applause ] Go to church.
♪♪
♪ God don't like ugly, I ain't one to judge (judge) ♪
♪ Whole, whole lot of gold Cubans weigh a ton (ton) ♪
♪ Say I kept it solid when it's all said and done (done) ♪
♪ All I know is keep goin', run, better run (run) ♪
♪ Mama told me, Never fold, run, better run (run) ♪
♪ Like Jenny told Forrest Gump, Run, better run (run) ♪
♪ The race for freedom ain't won, run, better run (run) ♪
-♪ Ooh ♪
-♪ Get out the red clay, run, better run (run) ♪
♪ The west side of Atlanta, yeah, that where I'm from ♪
-♪ Flatland, flatland ♪
-♪ Outside, I was hands-on like a glove (Batman) ♪
♪ Movin' like my guy N.O.R.E., eatin' on the run (run, run) ♪
♪ Still an underground king and that's word to Bun (Bun) ♪
-♪ Ooh, ah ♪
-♪ Locked in like Rice Street without a bond ♪
-♪ Friends, friends, friends ♪
-♪ I was playin' with the powder way before LeBron ♪
-♪ Ooh, ah ♪
-♪ My wife was born a redhead and now she a blonde (blonde) ♪
♪ Politicians lie and your favorite rapper is a con (con) ♪
♪ Don't check for me without a check for me ♪
♪ That's a hund (bluest) ♪
♪ The only L's I wear is followed by Vuitton (Louis) ♪
♪ Get money and the power, teach 'em while they're young ♪
♪ Blessed to make it out the slum, run, better run (run) ♪
♪ All I know is keep goin', run, better run (run, run) ♪
♪ Mama told me, Never fold, run, better run (run) ♪
♪ Like Jenny told Forrest Gump, Run, better run (run) ♪
♪ The race for freedom ain't won, run, better run ♪
♪ This for the ones that never won (won) ♪
♪ Hurt feelin's goin' numb (numb) ♪
♪ Beat the odds like a drum (drum) ♪
♪ Run, run, better run (run, run, take off) ♪
♪ Run, run, better run (run) ♪
-♪ Ooh ♪
-♪ Run, better run (run) ♪
♪ Mama told me, Never fold, run, better run (run) ♪
♪ Like Jenny told Forrest Gump, Run, better run (run) ♪
♪ The race for freedom ain't won, run, better run ♪
♪ This for the ones that never won (won) ♪
♪ Hurt feelin's goin' numb (numb) ♪
♪ Beat the odds like a drum (drum) ♪
♪ Run, run, better run (run) ♪
-♪ Run ♪
-♪ Run, run, better run (run) ♪
-♪ Run ♪
-♪ Better run ♪
-Church, gospel, Amen.
-♪ Run ♪
-♪ Runnin' ♪
[ Cheering, whistling, and applause ]
-Oh, my goodness!