[Talib So many focusin on black people extermination We keep it with that knowledge of self, determination It's hot, we be the spots, with conversations C'mon let's smooth it out like Sensation
We in the house Japanese in Japan, or Koreans in Korea Head to and free Mumia with the Kujichagulia TRUE Singin is swingin and is fightin, but what they writin got us clashin titans it's not excitin No question, bein a man is demandin The fire's in my eyes and the flames fannin (3X)
With 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 last Death comes, how I'm livin, it's the next days The flesh 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 point do you start to realize life without knowledge is, death in disguise? That's why, Of Self is like life after death Apply it, to your life, let destiny Different day, same confusion, gonna take this hip-hop shit and it movin, shed a little light Now bloomin like a flower with the power of the evident and drums original instruments In the flesh presently presentin my
that what? (Knowledge Of Self) Determination 6X* - - - - these two parts - - - - Things I say and do, may not come quite My words may not convey just what I'm 2X*
[Talib The most important time in history is, NOW, the So count your cause time can't define the essence But you stressin over and you follow the Roman calendar people enter Cona like Gattaca, you can bet they tryin to lock you like Attica, the African diaspora represents strength in numbers, a giant can't forever I know you get that cheddar whatever Aiyyo I heard you twice the first time money, get it You must be History, you repeatin yourself out of the You keepin yourself depleatin your spiritual That quick cash'll get your ass quick in houses of detention Inner-city camps where no one pays attention or the ascension of death, til nothing's left The young, gifted and Black are sprung to crack All my people where y'all at cause, ain't here And your hero's using mind as a canvas to paint fear With, broad brush strokes and of incarceration You get out of jail with that Knowledge of Self Stand in ovation, you put the Hue in Human Cause and effect, everything you do and that's why I got love in the of hate Hands steady so the lines in the mental is straight The thought you had don't even Infinite like figure eight no escape..
From what? (Knowledge Of Self) Determination 4X*
Things I say and do, may not quite through My words may not convey just I'm feelin 2X*
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Things I say and do, may not quite through My words may not convey just what I'm 2X*
What I'm feelin, I'm feelin, ooooh, what I'm feelin...