[Talib So many emcees focusin on people extermination We keep it balanced with that knowledge of self, It's hot, we be blowin the spots, conversations C'mon let's it out like Soul Sensation
We in the house like in Japan, or Koreans in Korea Head to Philly and free Mumia the Kujichagulia TRUE Singin is and writin is fightin, but what they writin got us clashin like it's not excitin No question, a black man is demandin The fire's in my eyes and the need fannin (3X)
that what? (Knowledge Of Self) Determination 4X*
Things I say and do, may not quite through My words may not convey what I'm feelin
Kweli] Yes yes on, yes yes Knowledge Of Self is like life death With that you never worry about your breath Death comes, that's how I'm livin, the next days The flesh underground, the book of life, flip the page Yo askin me how old, we livin the same age I feel the rage of a million niggaz locked inside a At which point do you start to realize That life without knowledge is, death in why, Knowledge Of Self is like life after death Apply it, to your life, let manifest Different day, same confusion, we're take this hip-hop shit and keep it movin, a little light Now y'all bloomin like a flower with the power of the and drums original instruments In the flesh presently my representation
With what? (Knowledge Of Self) Determination 6X* - - - - these two overlap - - - - Things I say and do, may not come quite My words may not convey just what I'm 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 Roman people enter Cona like Gattaca, you can bet they tryin to lock you down like Attica, the African represents strength in numbers, a giant can't slumber I know you get that cheddar whatever Aiyyo I heard you twice the time money, get it together You must be History, you repeatin out of the pages You keepin yourself depleatin your spiritual That quick cash'll get your ass quick fast in houses of concentration camps where no one pays attention or mentions the of death, til nothing's left The young, gifted and are sprung addicted to crack All my people y'all at cause, y'all ain't here And your hero's using your as a canvas to paint fear With, broad brush strokes and tales of You get out of jail that Knowledge of Self determination Stand in ovation, you put the Hue in Human and effect, 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 thought you had don't even Infinite like figure there's no escape..
From that what? (Knowledge Of Self) 4X*
Things I say and do, may not come quite My words may not convey just what I'm 2X*
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Things I say and do, may not quite through My words may not just what I'm feelin 2X*
What I'm feelin, what I'm feelin, ooooh, I'm feelin...