f/ Talib Kweli







[Talib Kweli]



Yeah, this is dedicated



To all ya'll ma'fuckas who be listenin to lyrics



You know there's a lot bullshit in the industry right now



(Hi-Tek) But see this hip hop is sacred to us



Na'msayin, sacred



Got Dr. Francis Cress up in here (Eternal Reflect)



Na'msayin, Mad House up in this mothafucker



We boycott, what's the name of that store, Coger's



Yeah, outta here



Now listen, really try to understand what we tryin to say to you here



Na'msayin....







Ghetto children steady rotting but ain't no stoppin



Rottin flesh under the sun



Makes a perfect place for a FLY to nest



Settle down inside the corroded chest



So it could raise it's own seed, yes yes



Lies don't know what it means to be oppressed



They got no feelings to express



There's a tendency in bastardation we keep facin



A sell-out, there is no toleration, get the hell out 



Or more bodies is wastin



A way in the street, in between the people basing



Dodgin rain drops from the sky, thinkin they fly



Ain't that a bitch?



Rich or thick ass from the heads on the block



Not realizing they duty involves civilizing



Tryin to understand but FUCK IT



I need about a grand to get cash in my hand



Where maggots in the chest cavity



Gravity be workin against



And so they downplayin the fence...



Refusin to fly, the maggot don't quit



It grow into a fly and be on some next shit...



You will get yours within this time



I master mics and I master minds



Unconcious MC's, it's disaster time



Wasn't my fault you couldn't read the signs



Read the signs, read the signs



Wasn't my fault you couldn't read the signs







[?]



Sent as the real, earth kill



Taintin my spill for bad deals, gives a chill



We're only trife, advancin bag mills but still (Do do do)



Chances on the hill, we're twice as ill when I reveal







[Main Flo]



My sign read, gain my speed wit con weed



Throughout my rhyme greed, I've always made the lines bleed



I escape jakes cross-state wit rival lotto fates



I stifle piracy in shadows where I hibernate



It's smoke-filled caverns, ills plus the lighters flock



Biters jock, I stifle heads just like I'm writer's block



I'm killin patients, injected for the seven nations



World got hatred, tryin to sue for reperations



Cross the station, insomniacs is facin silhouettes



While lyin on death beds, I murder crews wit pillow sets







[Talib Kweli]



You will gets yours within this time 



My master mics and I master minds



Unconcious MC's it's disaster time



Wasn't my fault you couldn't read the sign *echoes*







[?] 2x



'98 scripts become the norm in the storm



That's why he has came in multiple form



'98 scripts becomes the norm in the storm



That's why he has came in multiple form







'98 scripts become the norm--*gunshot*







[Main Flo]



You know my crew, I'm seekin righteousness wit them, god



A ?spearlessly? escaped to rims of nimrod



Advanced writing skills, form micro-fields



Mind at ease, drinkin teas, now that on hikin hills



Didactic carry us from crevices to various



Revealed in the ancient most that cover areas



Wit philosophic mic prophet seek the higher gossit



When I cease, I'm like an Arab takin liars hostage







[Talib Kweli]



Nigga, we would never deliberately deceive you



This is too sacred for that



We would never lie to you



We keep this shit too sacred for that



We would never tell you un-truths, half-truths



Please, that's a devil's job



Fuck that







*beat changes*







[Donte]



Keep, keep one open if you sleep



The shadow's on whitewalls when night falls on the streets



Certain priests bear the mark of the priest



Came in the name of peace and left your brain fleece



All these teach



And preach, they down wit the police



In the nightime they shootin up dope, and drinkin white wines



To givin pipe lines, blame it on the crack fiends



And black teens gettin AIDS from the vaccines



They set you up



Shoot you up to spook you up



Isolated, plainly stated, you been betrayed



I bring knowledge to solid 



Foul styles polished



Be havin sessions wit history lessons



Get demolished, I'm hi-tech



Disect to lie detect



Days and last, no cash, can't write a check



It's foretold, prepare to travel far rows



Bar codes, laws hold those playin star roles



Be down key like Lee, handle yo' business tightly



Rightly, outta mind outta sight see



Whoever said it, read it then probably get beheaded