[Talib So many emcees on black people extermination We keep it balanced with that knowledge of self, It's hot, we be blowin the spots, with C'mon let's it out like Soul Sensation
We in the house like Japanese in Japan, or Koreans in Head to Philly and Mumia with the Kujichagulia TRUE Singin is swingin and writin is fightin, but they writin got us clashin titans it's not excitin No question, bein a man is demandin The fire's in my and the flames need fannin (3X)
With what? (Knowledge Of Self) Determination 4X*
Things I say and do, may not come through My words may not convey just I'm feelin
Kweli] Yes yes on, yes yes Of Self is like life after death With that you never worry about your breath Death comes, how I'm livin, it's the next days The flesh goes underground, the book of life, the page Yo they askin me how old, we livin the age I feel the rage of a million niggaz locked inside a At exactly point do you start to realize That life without knowledge is, in disguise? That's why, Knowledge Of Self is life after death Apply it, to your life, let destiny day, same confusion, we're gonna take this hip-hop and keep it movin, shed a little light Now y'all like a flower with the power of the evident Voices and drums instruments In the flesh presently presentin my
With that (Knowledge Of Self) Determination 6X* - - - - these two parts - - - - I say and do, may not come quite through My may not convey just what I'm feelin 2X*
[Talib The most important time in is, NOW, the present So your blessings cause time can't define the essence But you stressin over time and you follow the Roman These people Cona like Gattaca, you can bet they tryin to lock you down Attica, the African diaspora represents strength in numbers, a giant can't forever I you gotta get that cheddar whatever Aiyyo I heard you the first time money, get it together You must be History, you repeatin yourself out of the You keepin yourself depleatin spiritual wealth That quick cash'll get your ass quick in houses of detention Inner-city concentration camps where no one attention or mentions the of death, til nothing's left The young, gifted and Black are addicted to crack All my people y'all at cause, y'all ain't here And your hero's your mind as a canvas to paint fear With, broad brush strokes and of incarceration You get out of jail that Knowledge of Self determination Stand in ovation, cause you put the Hue in Cause and effect, everything you do and that's why I got love in the of hate Hands steady so the lines in the illustration is straight The thought you had don't even Infinite like eight there's no escape..
From that what? (Knowledge Of Self) 4X*
Things I say and do, may not come through My words may not convey what I'm feelin 2X*
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Things I say and do, may not come through My words may not just what I'm feelin 2X*
What I'm feelin, I'm feelin, ooooh, what I'm feelin...