Where Do We Go
[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 newWhere do we go for inspiration?It's like pain is our only inspiration[Talib Kweli]
Yea, I see a place where little boys and girlsAre shells in the oceans not knowin they own pearls
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[Chorus][Talib Kweli]
I come from people who stronger than time and spaceWherever there's competition you gonna find the raceI find a place in my heart for this hip-hopAnd pump blood through my vein my skin get hotI take you very serious and make you write moreIf 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 spaceThey already there you cant take 'em outThe studio gangsta inside you tryin' to break out[Chorus][Talib Kweli]
Yea, I see a place where little boys and girlsAre shells in the oceans not knowin they own pearls
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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