After These Messages
Talib Kweli, Amani, Madlib
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Let's make a toast to creator pros in the days of old You play your role, your lies'll ring out hollow like they plated gold They say they know but just because they say it, that don't make it so Maybe so, but if it's less travel, I'ma take the road Let's make a toast to the life of the party and the greatest host The greatest show on Earth that take your souls dressed in the latest clothes The natives so restless, it's stressin', the pressure take a toll They made us so the way to go is to break us off and make us hope Mother Earth is modest but she never has a veil to wear They followin' my sister but weapons drawn when she conceal a hair Through the malls of America, past the Chick-fil-As and the Build-A-Bears The fall of America was prob'ly triggered by the Trail of Tears Or wait, and I say so, yeah But you were no authority, went from native and indigenous To marginalized minorities, our stories be inspirin' The greatest songs you've ever heard, we used to hang from trees Now they hangin' on our every word The levees burst open when the storm is ragin' We call our base and then pray before we hit the stage, every performance sacred These lyrics are them prayers them devils hate to sing These miracles are waitin' on our spiritual awakening The winter comin', got 'em huntin' for scraps I'm ready for war, I'm like a soldier with his gun in his lap Under attack, that's where we shine, them cowards run to the back We gotta become the good energy we want to attract I'm singin' this message to you Listen to my song I'm singin' this message to you Listen to my song I'm singin' this message to you Only way that I can The only thing out of pocket be how they profit At this point, leniency not an option, let's get it poppin' Tired of seein' my people sobbin', least I'm goddess They movin' ores like hemoglobin I made a lie out of whoever settlement an island I made a fire from a pen, pad, and perfect timin' Reverse the curse, worst come to worst, the pressure birth a diamond This no church but we got gospels that are certain lament Deemed impossible to rock the bull without tottlin' Ya'll some toddlers, where ya mom n'em I'm in rare form, say a prayer for him, amen Niggas dare score, all ya'll share of corn is drop gems and read airborne Or sneeze out ya need for top ten, uh Thoughts, we all got them, the cause of all our sin Look at the floor, get your jaw knocked in Wired up, locked in, the spirit hot is not zen I fear this not what God meant So languid a response, yeah, we prolly nearin' our end Rearin' our head, endearin' our dread Stackin' bread, we good money as 'long we not dead F*ck what you feel in yo heart, you ain't gotta fear what I said Niggas equate a fear with the art Like, I just create and heal with the art From what I can tell, they just tryna weigh a bill with the art, uh I'm singin' this message to you Listen to my song I'm singin' this message to you Listen to my song I'm singin' this message to you Only way that I can
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Written by: Otis Jackson Jr., Talib Kweli Greene, Homer Banks, Raymond Jackson, Carl Hampton
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