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[Verse 1: Talib Kweli]
Good Lord Iâm full of surprises
Hereâs something for you to ride with
[?] lay down, [?] pump up the volumes
Put you phone on silent
Yea, you need to understand the process
Why? So you can have respect for it
People be telling you what your job is
Like they the ones getting the cheque for it
Sometimes I get into my own head
Itâs like you never understood me
Iâm not just tellinâ yâall how it is
I tell my people how it could be
Know Iâm exactly where I should be
One of the best that ever did it
Theyâll probly lie to you in public
But in private theyâll admit it
Back in the shadow while snitches getting their tattle on
The Don like Magic Juan, and my saber getting its rattle on
Forging the fires of Avalon
My catalogue empowerment, your cowardice is towering like Babylon
Travel on the rivers of my father like Gil Scott
Iâm colder than the fleece that keep the [?] like Jill Scott
Frying up the bagel on the block cause itâs still hot
Sentiment hollow like the bullets that kill cops
Itâs astrological like the flow [?]
Itâs astronomical like the Tribe [?]
The white dwarf star invisible to the naked eye
We makinâ the tide rise like when the moon overtake the sky
You thinking if you canât see it or touch it it ainât real
If it ainât a physical reality then you canât deal
Still on the idea that you canât kill
Try to treat the symptoms not the root of the problem
The body canât heal
[Hook: Talib Kweli]
When we touch these mics we get busy
Come and have a good time with G-O-D
Make you shake the finger and wiggle
Scream, shout, laugh and just giggle
Shake that body, party that body
You ainât rockinâ with us? Youâll be sorry
Thatâs word, Iâm not the herb
Understand what Iâm saying? Saying? Saying? Saying?
[Verse 2: Brother Ali]
From the earliest moment I remember me existing
I been driven, living for the vision
What to do when you wake up and realise
That the castle you been building is actually a prison
Iâm right where the most high has me at
Trying to abandon the bad habit of glancing back
And any future I imagine that
All is exactly that, a fantastic track
Every breath I breathe I see it as a unit of my destiny
That did not exist until the second I conceive
Chest start heaving and the blessings I receive, thatâs what I believe
Living in the moment is a love like this
An OG told me I should hug my gift
If you could be pleased with what you witness
Then you will never distress no matter what might shift
(This, you hear the sound of crickets when they walking through
These rappers say they loud but their audibles is horrible
Sad and boring, thatâs the categories that they fall into
God is on the line, this the final call for you)
Told the divine âI resign, I belong to youâ
I heard a voice like, âWho you talking to?
Donât you realise that I am all you do?â (Go ahead man)
Borrow this mic, Iâm tryna talk it through
[Verse 3: Planet Asia]
Keep it on the one like knowledge and go the mileage with me
This is policy, monk magic dynasty, model [?] mantras
A direct current from the wise
When I wind up in the whirlwind
Bit the metals from gold to sterling
Planet sick, the world need surgery
Police popping kids and pirates out purging
I drown my pain in the verses, spit sermons
On the playback, eyes closed, with a big spliff burning
My movement is grassroots, thatâs how noble do
No shit Sherlock, the devil never told the truth
Respect to the great mind
Moving at the speed of light on a straight line
45 degrees I post, thatâs me shining at the center
Salute to the council of the elected host
The destiny manifested was in the message wrote
Cream of the earth is what the lesson spoke
[Hook: Talib Kweli]
When we touch these mics we get busy
Come and have a good time with G-O-D
Make you shake the finger and wiggle
Scream, shout, laugh and just giggle
Shake that body, party that body
You ainât rockinâ with us? Youâll be sorry
Thatâs word, Iâm not the herb
Understand what Iâm saying? Saying? Saying? Saying?
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- Indie 500