[Talib Kweli]
Yeah, this is dedicated
To all ya'll ma [bad word] who be listenin to lyrics
You know there's a lot [bad word] 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 [bad word] 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
sell-out, there is no toleration, get the [bad word] out 
Or more bodies is wastin
way in the street, in between the people basing
Dodgin rain drops from the sky, thinkin they fly
Ain't that a [bad word] 
Rich or thick [bad word] from the heads on the block
Not realizing they duty involves civilizing
Tryin to understand but [bad word] 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 [bad word] ..
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 [bad word] the norm in the storm
That's why he has came in multiple form
'98 scripts [bad word] the norm in the storm
That's why he has came in multiple form

'98 scripts [bad word] the norm--*gunshot*

[Main Flo]
You know my crew, I'm seekin righteousness wit them, god
?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] [bad word]  we would never deliberately deceive you
This is too sacred for that
We would never lie to you
We keep this [bad word] too sacred for that
We would never tell you [bad word]  [bad word] Please, that's a devil's job [bad word] 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
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