Lyric I ll Rise

You may write me down in history with your bitter twisted lies,
you may trod me down in the very dirt.
And still like the dust, I ll rise.
Does my happiness upset you?
Why are you best with gloom cause I laugh,
like I ve got an oil well pumpin in my living room?

So you may shoot me with your words,
you may cut me with your eyes,
and I ll rise - I ll rise - I ll rise - rise - rise.
Out of the shacks of history s shame,
up from a past rooted in pain,
and I ll rise - I ll rise - I ll rise - rise - rise.

Now did you want to see me broken,
bowed head and lowered eyes,
shoulders fallen down like teardrops,
weakened by my soulful cries.
Does my confidence upset you?
Don t you take it awful hard cause I walk,
like I ve got a diamond mine breakin up in my front yard.

So you may shoot me with your words,
you may cut me with your eyes,
and I ll rise - I ll rise - I ll rise - rise - rise.
Out of the shacks of history s shame,
up from a past rooted in pain,
and I ll rise - I ll rise - I ll rise - rise - rise.

So you may write me down in history with your bitter twisted lies.
You may trod me down in the very dirt.
And still like the dust, I ll rise.
Does my happiness upset you?
Why are you best with gloom cause I laugh,
like I ve got a goldmine diggin up in my living room.

You may shoot me with your words,
you may cut me with your eyes,
and I ll rise - I ll rise - I ll rise - rise - rise.
Out of the shacks of history s shame,
up from a past rooted in pain,
and I ll rise - I ll rise - I ll rise - rise - rise.

You may shoot me with your words,
you may cut me with your eyes,
and I ll rise - I ll rise - I ll rise - rise - rise.
Out of the shacks of history s shame,
up from a past rooted in pain,
I ll rise - I ll rise - I ll rise - rise - rise.
I gonna rise - I ll rise - I ll rise - rise - rise.
I ll rise - I ll rise - I ll rise - rise - rise.