[Talib So many focusin on black people extermination We keep it balanced that 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 like in Japan, or Koreans in Korea Head to Philly and free with the Kujichagulia TRUE is swingin and writin is fightin, but what they writin got us clashin like titans it's not No question, a black man is demandin The fire's in my and the flames need fannin (3X)
With that (Knowledge Of Self) Determination 4X*
Things I say and do, may not come through My words may not just what I'm feelin
[Talib Yes yes on, yes yes Knowledge Of Self is like after death With that you never worry about your last comes, that's how I'm livin, it's the next days The flesh goes underground, the book of life, the page Yo they 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 knowledge is, death in disguise? That's why, Knowledge Of Self is like after death Apply it, to your life, let destiny Different day, confusion, we're gonna take this hip-hop shit and keep it movin, shed a little Now y'all bloomin like a with the power of the evident Voices and drums original In the flesh presentin my representation
With what? (Knowledge Of Self) Determination 6X* - - - - these two overlap - - - - I say and do, may not come quite through My may not convey just what I'm feelin 2X*
[Talib The most time in history is, NOW, the present So count your blessings cause time can't the essence But you stressin over time and you follow the calendar people enter Cona like Gattaca, you can bet they tryin to lock you down like Attica, the diaspora strength in numbers, a giant can't slumber forever I you gotta get that cheddar whatever Aiyyo I heard you twice the first money, get it together You must be History, you repeatin yourself out of the You keepin yourself your spiritual wealth That cash'll get your ass quick fast in houses of detention Inner-city concentration camps where no one attention or mentions the of death, til nothing's left The young, and Black are sprung addicted to crack All my people y'all at cause, y'all ain't here And your hero's using your mind as a canvas to paint With, broad strokes and tales of incarceration You get out of jail with Knowledge of Self determination Stand in ovation, you put the Hue in Human and effect, effect everything you do and that's why I got love in the face of Hands so the lines in the mental illustration is straight The thought you had even contemplate like figure eight there's no escape..
From that (Knowledge Of Self) Determination 4X*
Things I say and do, may not come through My words may not convey just I'm feelin 2X*
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Things I say and do, may not come through My may not convey just what I'm feelin 2X*
What I'm feelin, what I'm feelin, ooooh, I'm feelin...