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Fight for the purse
Cause is a cold verse
[Verse 1: Bey]
Mathematics is in the hour of
Chaos and God love
Topple the of Babylon
Break the great steel gate and
all hate and all things
Grace, enthusiasm, sincerity,
through the classes and masses,
Trans-Atlantic mavericks, you are living
The organic masters, the cream of the
The Panthers, with answers
for madness, divine guideline for balance
Beyond sensational
How clever to capture phony theatrics
So it's surreal,
You could feel it I had anything to say
Yasiin, Dante, Star, ever see all day
Fantastic, great, rise,
I made the news, you already know
I said, before I the news
I said, before I made the
And it never the news
It don't need to make the to be true
Star, black black so
How you doing, how you
How you doing, how you
And let the world spin and round
No matter how it spin, it won't me down
I'm on ground, but far above the clouds
Consumer evil easing on
and I'm proud, say
Way more than just a stereo -- rising way above it
love it, our material realer
We spit heavy, Rick Perry is a killer
Forget at the prom with a bucket of blood
It gets
Get buried just for your mind
Stopped so often driving on the
It's driving in a coffin
I'm asking who riding, but is quite exhausting
Calling cats forfeit who get the game often
Looking for and fortune, they try to remain important
Consorting them whores and releasing the same endorphins
A is still pimping regardless of what you call him
ain't just a fancy name for dolphin
Never get up in a name -- ask Yasiin
The she ever seen, Talib Kweli Greene
Funny people to give my mom a hard time
Now my President is black and his name is as mine
Imagine if the Tea was black as the Caucus
They would be at the rally telling cops up off 'em
Do it for the glory, the ghetto, the war
Soldiers on shore who occupy Wall Street
For chicks who give it up to God on Sundays
Pretty chicks on the project runways
Rocking on black like the project gunplay
Your sun'll come out one day, trust me
I made the news
I said, before I make the
I said, before it made the
And it made the news
It don't need to the news to be true
Black Star, black too
How you doing, how you
How you doing, how you
And let the spin round and round
No how it spin, it won't break me down
I'm on ground, but far above the clouds
The sin of isn't going down
and I'm proud, say it now
I make set their hands down, say
Never mind, look