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Fight for the purse
Cause is a cold verse
[Verse 1: Bey]
Mathematics is steel in the of
Chaos and God power
Topple the of Babylon
the great steel gate and elevate
Above all hate and all
Grace, enthusiasm, sincerity,
Known through the and masses,
Trans-Atlantic mavericks, you are living
The organic masters, the cream of the
The Panthers, sovereigns answers
Medicine for madness, guideline for balance
Beyond rapture
How clever to capture ceremony theatrics
So real surreal,
You could feel it I had anything to say
Yasiin, Dante, Star, ever see all day
Fantastic, great, rise,
Before I made the news, you already
I said, before I made the
I said, before I made the
And it made the news
It don't need to make the to be true
Black Star, black so
How you doing, how you
How you doing, how you
And let the world round and round
No matter how it spin, it won't break me
I'm on solid ground, but far above the
Consumer evil on down
and I'm proud, say
Way more than just a stereo filler -- way above it
People love it, our realer
We spit heavy, Rick is a serial killer
Carrie at the prom with a bucket of blood
It scary
Get buried for speaking your mind
Stopped so often on the Turnpike
It's like in a coffin
I'm asking who riding, but riding is quite
Calling cats who get with the game often
for fame and fortune, they try to remain important
Consorting with them whores and the same endorphins
A pimp is still pimping of what you call him
Mahi-mahi ain't a fancy name for dolphin
Never get up in a name -- ask Yasiin
The realest she ever seen, 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 Party was black as the
They be at the rally telling cops back up off 'em
Do it for the glory, the ghetto, the war
Soldiers on shore leave who Wall Street
For good who give it up to God on Sundays
Pretty chicks walking on the runways
Rocking on black like the project gunplay
Your sun'll come out one day, trust me
Before I made the
I said, I make the news
I said, it made the news
And it never made the
It need to make the news to be true
Black Star, black too
How you doing, how you
How you doing, how you
And let the world round and round
No matter how it spin, it won't break me
I'm on solid ground, but far the clouds
The sin of evil isn't going
and I'm proud, say it now
I make set their hands down, say
Never mind, around