[Chorus: Res - repeat 2X] Where do we go? What do we say? What do we do? Nowhere to turn, nowhere to run and there's nothin new Where do we go for inspiration? It's like pain is our only inspiration
[Talib Kweli] Yea, I see a place where little boys and girls Are shells in the oceans not knowin they a pearl No one to hold 'em while they growin They livin' moment to moment without a care in the whole world Now, if I could help it I tell it just like it is And I may say some things that you don't like to hear I know this: that people lie, people kneel People die, people heal, people steal, and people shed tears What's real, blood spills, gun kill, the sun still - rise Above me, trust me, it must be, morning - time Wake up, the stakes up Everybody want the cake up, to break up with the crew But when the karma come back for what you do It's too late to make up - some excuse
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[Talib Kweli] I come from people who stronger than time and space Wherever there's competition you gonna find the race I find a place in my heart for this hip-hop And pump blood through my vein my skin get hot I take you very serious and make you write more If I don't celebrate I got nothing to fight for I'm tight raw, excite y'all like nightfall I'm tight y'all, I walk the street like y'all About action, talk is cheap, right y'all? You start yappin' think about the beef you might cause The trouble you could get into You don't study, you not prepared and cats is testin you What you gonna do when you gotta face The manifestation of the words that you put in space They already there you cant take 'em out The studio gangsta inside you tryin' to break out
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[Talib Kweli] Yea, I see a place where little boys and girls Are shells in the oceans not knowin they a pearl No one to hold 'em while they growin They livin' moment to moment without a care in the whole world Now, if I could help it I tell it just like it is And I may say some things that you don't like to hear I know this: that people lie, people kneel People die, people heal, people steal, and people shed tears What's real, blood spills, gun kill, the sun still - rise Above me, trust me, it must be, morning - time Wake up, the stakes up Everybody want the cake up, to break up with the crew But when the karma come back for what you do It's too late to make up - some excuse
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