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