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Yeah
Sometimes you gotta throw it out the window
Out the window, out the window
Sometimes you gotta throw it out the window
Out the window
Would you please roll it down, there's a wind in my face
The sunshine brings about peace some days
Sometimes you gotta throw it out the window
Yeah, yeah (Uh-huh)
These are traumatic times we're living in
How we gon' answer life but knowing death is on the other end? (Yeah)
It's like we lack the mental discipline
Diseases in the soil, our village really needs a sterilant
And soul searching is a lost art
So many have jumped ship, how many more have to disembark? (So many)
Before we realize we need a spark
'Cause fear's the real foe, we gotta show it that we're lionhearted
Under the antecedent, spirit needs better treatment
Gotta start the debridement, it's a gift that we're breathing
Wellness is too infrequent, hardships be needing easement
Think we're all in agreement, cognizance really needed (Yeah)
Clear and better perception (Uh-huh) helps enhance perception
Saver spaces we want to help promote inner reflection
Welcoming imperfections (Yeah), reconnect disconnections
This ain't no misconception, we rise through introspection
And once we do some self-examining
We can drink the sacred potion only found in life's canna camp
I never said meditation wasn't intricate
But we gotta escape the state we're in, yeah
Sometimes you gotta throw it out the window
Out the window, out the window
Sometimes you gotta throw it out the window
Out the window
Would you please roll it down, there's a wind in my face
The sunshine brings about peace some days
Sometimes you gotta throw it out the window
Yeah (Uh-huh), yeah (Word)
So much pollution in the atmosphere
It's hard for me to breathe, then tell me how am I to persevere?
Around this sphere, things are unclear
But what if imagineers started a cypher to re-engineer
The psyche stages we are trapped in
And made it more effortless and painless for you to tap in
Would you do it or would you collapse in?
To live, I gotta breathe, and I ain't breathing if I'm gasping
Know it's death over bondage, won't let my mental tarnish
I was fooled by the garnish, really on the plate was carnage (Word)
Cleared out the heart's blockage (Yeah)
, Surpassed the brain's wattage (Uh-huh)
Forbidden fruits by the gardener will start to abolish
Unsatisfactory (Yeah), false trajectories (Word)
We'll build a place where everything gain is elementary
You'll see the gallantry's life's new introductory and (Word)
See the world from the eyes of an Eritree (Uh)
And once we visit our intelligence
We can walk amongst the others and really display true diligence
I never said that this work was the easiest
But it help escape the state we're in, yeah, uh-huh
Sometimes you gotta throw it out the window
Out the window, out the window
Sometimes you gotta throw it out the window
Out the window
Would you please roll it down, there's a wind in my face
The sunshine brings about peace some days
Sometimes you gotta throw it out the window
The Aryan model of history, uh, was an interpretation that simply
Said, "This, it could not possibly be true that Black people created
A civilization like this." I, I call it the legacy of disbelief. The
The idea that, "Wow, I mean, this is in Africa? How, how did these
Temples get in Africa? How did these columns get in Africa?
How did the father of medicine, uh, get to be an African?
I mean, how did the father of writing get to be an African?
I mean, how, how did the, the originators of astronomy get
To be African people? The originators of agriculture, of
Geometry, uh, uh, of surgery, of, of musical, o-of music?"