[Talib So many emcees focusin on people extermination We keep it balanced with knowledge of self, determination It's hot, we be blowin the spots, conversations C'mon let's smooth it out Soul Sensation
We in the house like in Japan, or Koreans in Korea Head to Philly and free with the Kujichagulia TRUE Singin is swingin and writin is fightin, but writin got us clashin like titans it's not excitin No question, bein a black man is The fire's in my eyes and the flames fannin (3X)
With that what? (Knowledge Of Self) 4X*
Things I say and do, may not come quite My may not convey just what I'm feelin
Kweli] Yes yes on, yes yes Of Self is like life after death With that you never worry about last breath comes, that's how I'm livin, it's the next days The flesh goes underground, the of life, flip the page Yo askin me how old, we livin the same age I the rage of a million niggaz locked inside a cage At exactly which point do you to realize That life without knowledge is, in disguise? That's why, Knowledge Of Self is like life death Apply it, to your life, let manifest Different day, same confusion, gonna take this hip-hop shit and it movin, shed a little light Now y'all bloomin like a with the power of the evident Voices and drums instruments In the flesh presently presentin my
With that what? (Knowledge Of Self) 6X* - - - - two parts overlap - - - - I say and do, may not come quite through My words may not convey what I'm feelin 2X*
[Talib The most important time in is, NOW, the present So count your blessings cause can't define the essence But you stressin time and you follow the Roman calendar These people Cona like Gattaca, you can bet they tryin to lock you down Attica, the African diaspora strength in numbers, a giant can't slumber forever I know you gotta get cheddar whatever Aiyyo I heard you twice the first money, get it together You must be History, you yourself out of the pages You yourself depleatin your spiritual wealth That quick cash'll get your ass fast in houses of detention concentration camps where no one pays attention or mentions the ascension of death, til nothing's 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 using mind as a canvas to paint fear With, brush strokes and tales of incarceration You get out of jail with that Knowledge of determination Stand in ovation, cause you put the Hue in Cause and effect, effect you do and that's why I got love in the face of steady so the lines in the mental illustration is straight The thought you had don't contemplate Infinite like figure there's no escape..
From that what? (Knowledge Of Self) 4X*
Things I say and do, may not come through My words may not just what I'm feelin 2X*
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Things I say and do, may not come quite My words may not just what I'm feelin 2X*
What I'm feelin, I'm feelin, ooooh, what I'm feelin...