[Intro: Talib Kweli]
Ugh, ugh, ugh, yeah
[Chorus: Talib Kweli]
I got a part to play, we going hard these days
Fuck the harder way, we doing it the smarter way
To my god I pray, that's how I start my day
When bullets start to spray the revolution start today
I say the shit these people ain't got the heart to say
Fuck the harder way, we doing it the smarter way
To my god I pray, that's how I start my day
When bullets start to spray the revolution start today
[Verse 1: Talib Kweli]
You say you never scared?
There's kids in other countries making jerseys, jeans, and sneakers they could never wear
Parents never there, they busy building homes they can't afford to buy
Cars they can't afford to drive, working jobs that don't support their life
You busy screaming Gangsta Gangsta, all that talk is trife
You already know lost the fight if you don't know the cost of life
These kids is forced to fight a war they can't outrun
Ain't got no shoes but got a gun, now where the fuck he pulled that out from?
People ask me how we wearing diamonds
When there's little kids in Sierra Leone losing arms for cryin' while they minin'
Probably an orphan whose momma died of AIDS
He built the coffin working often but he never paid
Forever slaving in the world that's forever cold
Becoming the man of the house at 11 years old
This reality rap, I get inside the mentality that
Terrorize you like a cowardly act
C'mon
Ugh, ugh, ugh, yeah
[Chorus: Talib Kweli]
I got a part to play, we going hard these days
Fuck the harder way, we doing it the smarter way
To my god I pray, that's how I start my day
When bullets start to spray the revolution start today
I say the shit these people ain't got the heart to say
Fuck the harder way, we doing it the smarter way
To my god I pray, that's how I start my day
When bullets start to spray the revolution start today
[Verse 1: Talib Kweli]
You say you never scared?
There's kids in other countries making jerseys, jeans, and sneakers they could never wear
Parents never there, they busy building homes they can't afford to buy
Cars they can't afford to drive, working jobs that don't support their life
You busy screaming Gangsta Gangsta, all that talk is trife
You already know lost the fight if you don't know the cost of life
These kids is forced to fight a war they can't outrun
Ain't got no shoes but got a gun, now where the fuck he pulled that out from?
People ask me how we wearing diamonds
When there's little kids in Sierra Leone losing arms for cryin' while they minin'
Probably an orphan whose momma died of AIDS
He built the coffin working often but he never paid
Forever slaving in the world that's forever cold
Becoming the man of the house at 11 years old
This reality rap, I get inside the mentality that
Terrorize you like a cowardly act
C'mon
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