[Produced by The Guild]

[Verse 1: Talib Kweli]
I’m the paradise architect, you be paralyzed off the rim
My heart dark as the blackest pimp, I’m the Cadillac with the tints
They try to squint just to see inside, what is it like to be alive
I killed the track just to see it die, where the CSI?
I don’t need the game, the game need me
Cause they got more defects than the KGB
When it’s proper for us to reflect you probably gonna deflect
The poverty that we see all America like a reject
I ain’t gotta leak it, you pay attention you peep it
You waited for some leader, the truth is never a secret
It’s gotta be online or a TV for you to see it
And even if you see it you never really believe it
You ain’t never gotta question, if I say it then I mean it
Rock the boat like Aaliyah, the flow is gettin’ you seasick
I die every night then I’m born again like a fetus
Get heavenly every week and hit paradise for the weekend

[Hook]
Every other city that we roam
And every day I'm here to grow old
What do I call this place I know?
Every day is like a country road
Everybody sees peace in droves
What do we call this place we know?
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