You may write me down in history
With your bitter twisted lies
You may trod me in the very dirt
But still like dust, I'll rise
Does my sassiness upset you?
Why are you beset with gloom?
Just cause I walk as if I have oil wells
Pumping in my living room.
Just like sun and like moon
With the certainty of tides
Just like hopes springing high
Still I'll rise.
Did you want to see me broken?
Bowed heads and lowered eyes?
Shoulders falling down like teardrops
Weakened by my soulful cries.
Does my sassinees upset you? (hahaha)
Don't take it so hard, just cause I laugh (hahaha)
As if I have gold mines,
Diggin' in my own back yard.
You can shoot me with your words.
You can cut me with your lies
You can kill me with your hatefulness
But just like life, I'll rise.
Does my sexiness offend you?
(Oooh) Does it come as a surprise
that I dance...
as if I have diamonds
At the meeting of my thighs
Out of the hut of history's shame,
Up from a past rooted in pain
A black ocean leaping and wide
Welling and swelling I bear in the tide.
Leaving behind nights of terror... and fear
Into a daybreak miraculously clear
Bringing the gift that my ancestors gave,
I am the hope and the dream of the slave.
And so naturally,
they'll go rising.