gruvnited we stand

Lyrics

Through the trials of our people in chains it grows
From the moans of slavery to the early minstrel shows
Creative pressure reveals itself in many different ways
The song and the rhythm of the fields is in our DNA



It's the joy we make when we do what we do
It's the joy you feel inside of you


Through all of the years we showed if given the chance
No matter the field we can surely advance
All we need is a true and even playing field
Why is this something to search for, what's the deal


It's the joy we make when we do what we do
It's the joy you feel deep inside of you


it's the spice to the dance
it's the grit to the soul
it's the gruv to the jazz
it's what the ancestors told
it's the grace on the stage
it's the hip in the hop
it's the tears in the blues
it' the laugh that don't stop
it's the style to the drip
it's the flow of the swag
it's the smart of the brain
it's the art of invention