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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Talib Kweli
Talib Kweli
Vocals
Mos Def
Mos Def
Vocals
Bill Evans
Bill Evans
Sampled Artist
Della Reese
Della Reese
Sampled Artist
Eddie Gomez
Eddie Gomez
Sampled Artist
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Talib Kweli
Talib Kweli
Songwriter
Dante Smith
Dante Smith
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
88-Keys
88-Keys
Producer
Chris Athens
Chris Athens
Mastering Engineer
Rick St. Hilaire
Rick St. Hilaire
Mixing Engineer
Sudan
Sudan
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
"Give me the fortune, keep the fame", said my man Louis
I agreed, know what he mean because we live the truest lie
I asked him why we follow the law of the bluest eye?
He looked at me, he thought about it, was like, "I'm clueless, why?"
The question was rhetorical, the answer is horrible
Our morals are out of place and got our lives full of sorrow
And so tomorrow coming later than usual
Waiting on someone to pity us while we finding beauty in the hideous
[Verse 2]
They say money's the root of all evil but I can't tell
You know what I mean, pesos, francs, yens, cowrie shells
Dollar bills, or is it the mindstate that's ill?
Creating crime rates to fill the new prisons they build
Over money and religion there's more blood to spill
The wounds of slaves in cotton fields that never heal, what's the deal?
A lot of cats who buy records are straight broke
But my language universal they be reciting my quotes
While R&B singers hit bad notes, we rock the boat of thought
[Verse 3]
That my man Louis' statements just provoked
Caught up, in conversations of our personal worth
Brought up, through endangered species status on the planet Earth
Survival tactics means, busting gats to prove you hard
Your firearms are too short to box with God
Without faith, all of that is illusionary
Raise my son, no vindication of manhood necessary
[Chorus]
Not strong
Only aggressive
Not free
We only licensed
Not compassionate, only polite
Now who the nicest?
Not good but well behaved
Chasing after death, so we can call ourselves brave
Still living like mental slaves
[Chorus]
Hiding like thieves in the night from life
Illusions of oasis making you look twice
Hiding like thieves in the night from life
Illusions of oasis making you look twice
[Verse 4]
Yo, I'm sure that everybody out listening agree
That everything you see ain't really how it be
A lot of jokers out running in place, chasing the style
Be a lot going on beneath the empty smile
Most cats in my area be loving the hysteria
Synthesized surface conceals the interior
America, land of opportunity, mirages and camouflages
[Verse 5]
More than usually, speaking loudly, saying nothing, you confusing me, you losing me
Your game is twisted, want me enlisted in your usury, foolishly
Most men join the ranks cluelessly, but foolishly accept the deception, believe the perception
Reflection rarely seen across the surface of the looking glass
Walking the street, wondering who they be looking past
Looking gassed with them imported designer shades on
Stars shine bright, but the light rarely stays on
[Verse 6]
Same song, just remixed, different arrangement
Put you on a yacht but they won't call it a slave ship
Strangeness, you don't control this, you barely hold this
Screaming, "Brand new" when they just sanitized the old shit
Suppose it's, just another clever Jedi mind trick
That they been running across stars through all the time with
I find it's distressing, there's never no in-between
We either **** or Kings, we either bitches or Queens
[Verse 7]
The deadly ritual seems immersed in the perverse
Full of short attention spans, short tempers and short skirts
Long barrel automatics released in short bursts
The length of black life is treated with short worth
Get yours first, them other **** secondary
That type of illing that be filling up the cemetery
This life is temporary but the soul is eternal
Separate the real from the lie, let me learn you
[Chorus]
Not strong, only aggressive 'cause the power ain't directed
That's why we are subjected to the will of the oppressive
Not free, we only licensed, not live, we just exciting
'Cause the captors own the masters to what we writing
Not compassionate, only polite, we well trained
Our sincerity's rehearsed in stage, it's just a game
[Chorus]
Not good, but well behaved 'cause the camera survey
Most of the things that we think, do or say
We chasing after death just to call ourselves brave
But everyday, next man meet with the grave
I give a damn if any fan recall my legacy
I'm trying to live life in the sight of God's memory like that y'all
[Chorus]
Not strong
Only aggressive
Not free
We only licensed
Not compassionate, only polite
Now who the nicest?
Not good but well behaved
Chasing after death, so we can call ourselves brave
Though living like mental slaves
[Chorus]
Hiding like thieves in the night from life
Illusions of oasis making you look twice
Hiding like thieves in the night from life
Illusions of oasis making you look twice
[Chorus]
Hiding like thieves in the night from life
Illusions of oasis making you look twice
Hiding like thieves in the night from life
Illusions of oasis making you look twice
[Outro]
Stop hiding, stop hiding, stop hiding your face
Yes, come on, afraid to live, celebrating death
Stop hiding, stop hiding, 'cause ain't no hiding place
Stop hiding, stop hiding, stop hiding your face
Stop hiding, stop hiding, 'cause ain't no hiding place, say
[Outro]
Say there ain't no hiding place, say there ain't no hiding place
Not strong, not free, not compassionate
Said it ain't no hiding place, said it ain't no hiding place
Said it ain't no hiding place, but the starlight in your face
We well trained, Black Star
[Outro]
Black Star keep shining, yo, yo, yo
Stop hiding, stop hiding, stop hiding your face
We take the Black Star line right on home, we take the Black Star line right on home
Be real, be sure, keep shining
We take the Black Star line right on home, we take the Black Star line right on home, yo
Be real, be sure, keep shining
Be real, be sure, keep shining
Written by: Mos Def, Talib Kweli
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