Letras
I'll give you me
Where fantastic smiles don't win
And the sun only shines now and then
It often rains here
Amongst friends
And so I lean
Up against what you say and mean
There's a reason to everything
That's why I came here
I've been sent
The plan comes together
I know my mans are fed up with playing parts
We dealing ones are better
And you get played in the sinking
This ain't about some bar drinking buffoon
This is the age of thinking
This is fine tuning
Check one, bring the goons in
I'm new improved off the bid like cocooning
So meet the newest author
The larger picture's ill
Let's keep it real
Better still, what do you offer?
Ain't no pretending it furthermore
I'm more mature
And I don't fear to leave you here
That's what the earth is for
The superficials are given
I know the surface more
I left the pages of the sermon on the church's floor
For those who get a date
I hope you did it great
I say a prayer that all my dudes don't recidivate
Though we legitimate the complex
We gotta wake up one day
I advise your alarm is set
Most sincere, you might like it there
Is what your hand call for doing life in there?
I know some shorties shaking off looking nice in there
But do you ever wonder why there's no lights in there?
This ain't a movie, miss
Could you do me this
Little favor just to be you, I'm an enthusiast
And should we fall, let's get back on track
Walk with me
This is food for thought
You can snack on that
In space afloat
From here I see the coast
Would you be there, my love
If I need you most, most
I'll give you me
Where fantastic truths hold sway
And every fool is king for a day
They know your names here
It's in print
I'm still addicted to the urban era
Like counterfeit bond bearers and turban wearers
Indeed, I be Kate and Laden Rivieras
But please, don't compare me to the non-living
I swear one look at my face you'd say there's moms in 'em
It's a war going on outside
In my opinion, hear me well, minions
It's an end to every sentence
I crown who? This is round two
Back for business, the bad monster
Better thinking, my hair longer
More pedantic with my sights on the North Atlantic
How you take the devil off the planet?
This game with no advantage
You trapped in substandard
Granted you eat what you're fed
And polluting your language
Stuck in your position
Feeling helpless to change it
I don't vibe the position
I just jockey the lanes
You expect me to see war and sing this the same?
Who watched the rich get richer like Monopoly change
While the poor got poorer in the property game?
I know your thoughts
Better still what you probably saying
A few years in exile
And he's probably the same
A few years in exile
And you like John so foul
He went away
So what he think he conscious now?
I'ma mold to my breed
This ode to Kweli
See live what you told me
I ride with you, homie now
In space afloat
From here I see the coast
Would you be there, my love
If I need you most, most
I'll give you me
Where fantastic truths hold sway
And every fool is king for a day
They know your names here
It's in print