Lost Desire The Roots (Ft. Malik B. & Talib Kweli)

[Hook: Questlove]
It's the love in your heart
Or the pain in your mind
No one cares what the truth is
Cause the fortune's built on lies
It's the love in your heart
Or the pain in your mind
No one cares what the truth is
Cause the fortune's built on lies

[Verse 1: Malik B]
Okay, uh-huh, okay, yo
I'm exhausted, but I never ever forfeit
Y'all just bullshit while I knock a nigga off quick
Y'all start speaking in tongues and start reaching for guns
A militant will put this heat in your lungs
The street and the slums, the weekend is done
The local class always show you what the heat is become
The seasons are done and reasons are none
People dyin', bullets flyin' cause they squeezin' for fun
It's all of a nightmare that's right there
They hopin' that somebody in the hood just might care
With all this protestin' and rallyin', death toll tallyin'
Foul smells around them, pails in the alley and
Corner filled with teddy bears cause they killed a child again
They sing about murder so it ain't a song it's hollerin'
Get off the choir with your soft attire
Niggas out here don't give a fuck cause they lost desire