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Talib Kweli

All Of Us

 

All Of Us

(album: Radio Silence - 2017)


[Assata Shakur:]
It is our duty to fight for our freedom
It is our duty to win
We must love each other and support each other
We have nothing to lose
We have nothing to lose
We have nothing to lose but our chains

[Talib Kweli (Yummy Bingham):]
Send this one out to
To the mothers (they neglected)
To the fathers (they rejected)
To the sisters (disrespected)
To the brothers (unprotected)
All of us, (all of us), all of us, (all of us)
We send this one out to
To the mothers (they deceited)
To the fathers (they mistreated)
To the sisters (they misleaded)
To the brothers (and get beated)
All of us, (all of us), all of us, (all of us)
This is happening to all of us

[Talib Kweli:]
If our struggle is a strain then the strain is dominant
My name is prominent for entertainment that's laced with consciousness
But really its just common sense like Lonnie Lynn
You don't need binoculars to see the light coming through the dome like it's innocuous
The common myth that we're savages with no history or accomplishments
Or knowledge of ourselves they did a job on us
Considering the prediction of economists
Machines will do our jobs for us
The future for the working class is ominous
They got is indoctrinated through a brew
A religion mixed in with abuse
Emotional we sit in [?]
It's physical we get the noose
And hang ourselves refusing to name ourselves
Refuse to change ourselves
When I talk about our past it doesn't ring a bell
They make you hate yourself it take effort so check the method
They'll take you from your family, your kids will never respect you
Attach your sins to the black of skin we get the message
We start acting if we cracking the whip better than the oppressor, yes
Every problem can't be solved with a ballot box
We unifying Africa like Gaddafi that's what got Malcolm shot
They out to stop anybody with knowledge that figured out the plot
On the balcony like Malcolm Luther King I been to the mountaintop
The blue wall of silence, it's really the blue wall of violence
The good cops who retire and get fired
They screaming black on black as an excuse for you to not care
Till the cops roll up in their SWAT gear

[Jay Electronica:]
I tarried through the month of Ramadan
Sweating all through the night just like the Holy Prophet
Then reappeared on the stage in BK with the Ummah
Shoulder to shoulder with J Cole and Kweli
Just before Jehovah the God crown me the king with his goldie locket
Alhamdulillah we've come really far, ain't it?
The little engine who could, could power any car can't it?
The mothers in Chiraq say the murders getting burdensome
The cries of the despised was heard flying out of Ferguson
The last days and times the holy Quran and Bible we on the last page and line
The verse with all the babies dying
Outside of the matrix, inside of the spaceship but the savior is blind
Or so it seems, years after Noah was told he would row upstream
The heavens bursted and the rains came
Retaliation of the sons of the fathers who worked the chain gangs
I hit that shmoney dance on the coffin of a crooked cop
In a worldstar society where all we do is look and watch
No intervention, policemen beating elderly women with evil intentions on the highways and the byways
The police they be straight into the backstreet to the driveways
Office friendly is an enemy now, looking at me sideways
It was all bad just a week ago
The view was just as sad just a peep ago
The cries of the hazy [?] anti-semitic peoples that propel Jay Elec from the pedestal to the steeple

[Talib Kweli (Yummy Bingham):]
To the mothers (they neglected)
To the fathers (they rejected)
To the sisters (disrespected)
To the brothers (unprotected)
All of us, (all of us), all of us, (all of us)
We send this one out to
To the mothers (they deceited)
To the fathers (they mistreated)
To the sisters (they misleaded)
To the brothers (and get beated)
All of us, (all of us), all of us, (all of us)
This is happening to all of us

To the mothers (they neglected)
To the fathers (they rejected)
To the sisters (disrespected)
To the brothers (unprotected)
All of us, (all of us), all of us, (all of us)
We send this one out to
To the mothers (they deceited)
To the fathers (they mistreated)
To the sisters (they misleaded)
To the brothers (and get beated)
All of us, (all of us), all of us, (all of us)
This is happening to all of us

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