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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Robert Glasper
Robert Glasper
Keyboards
Amir Sulaiman
Amir Sulaiman
Spoken Word
Keyon Harrold
Keyon Harrold
Trumpet
Derrick Hodge
Derrick Hodge
Bass
Marcus Strickland
Marcus Strickland
Bass Clarinet
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Robert Glasper
Robert Glasper
Songwriter
Amir Sulaiman
Amir Sulaiman
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Robert Glasper
Robert Glasper
Producer
Qmillion
Qmillion
Mixing Engineer
Chris Athens
Chris Athens
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
I heard him call out
I heard him call for his mother
And I didn't even call my mother
I wanted to avoid talking about
The elephant in the room
The pig on my neck
The devil on detail
[Verse 2]
We were born of a people
Who were torn from their people
For the root of all evil
From it sprung the trunk
The branches and the fruit of all evil
Unless they need you
They act as if they don't see you
Besiege you and tell you to cooperate
As if it's something you agreed to
But for a criminals constitution nothings illegal
Except people
Who were once property destroying property
Upheaval
Keep your eye on the sparrow
The bald eagle
Defeathered and beheaded at the stoop of the steeple
Guarded by soldiers, stupid yet lethal
It doesn't matter if a liar has a republic or democracy
Or monarchy, it's malarkey
[Verse 3]
Don't mind me if I seem a little off key
Or I sing a little off key
But when we're on keys
We can unlock things
[Verse 4]
Souls freed otherwise held hostage
On the ebony and ivory with the heart of a gnostic
But hands of a locksmith
A pharmacist
A prescription for the toxic
Eating away at our subconscious
8 ball in the corner pocket
8 ball on the corner cop it
How can we stop it
When the cops and the robbers
Money is their religion, they follow the same profits?
[Verse 5]
So don't mind me if I seem a little off key
If I sing a little off key
But once we get intune
Oh, we can conduct the cosmos
[Verse 6]
Conductor of the orchestra
Conductor of the underground railroad
Don't you see the kick, the thump, the heart?
The crashing cymbals as symbols of shields?
No Captain America
No cap in America
If you're black
In a finger snap, fade to black in America
[Verse 7]
So don't mind me if I seem a little off key
Or I sing a little off key
More than mere melody
Using horn and string to quarantine from a disease
That sees us less as human more as things
[Verse 8]
So we don't play music
We pray music
Those same nooses hang useless
Raise the dead like Jesus did
We don't play music
We pray music
Vivid lucid
Dreams
Let loose in the pure heart with divine acoustics
We lay blueprints at the Blue Note
I come from a people transmuted
Transformed by song
Until the musicians are translucent
Until you see through them
And see through this
And bear witness to the Oneness
That from nothingness brought forth all of existence
[Verse 9]
So don't mind me if I seem a little off key
Or I sing a little off key
It's more than mere melody
I'm in tune
We're in tune
Written by: Amir Sulaiman, Robert Glasper
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